Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance (red Roses For The Devil's Whore)

Evening in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant the moon
her mask to me
The sublimest creature, the Gods, full of

Would marvel at their Queen
Infusing the air with her desire
And my reeled with grave poetry

From grace I fell in love with her scent and lure
And jade woodland that ushered in the impurest
Erotic, laden amid this warm autumn night
She lulled me away the rich masquerade

And we clung in the bloodletting moonlight
Pearled luna, what didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my

Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's
In a of sweet voices and statues
phantomed the dying trees
This seductress in black, took me

In the azured dawn like Ligeia reborn
I tore of my sleep sepulchre
On the sea misted where stone figures, forlorn
the spectre of her

Bewildered and weak, yet with replete
I hungered for overtures
The curse of unrest and her ardent
much more than my soul could endure

I, at once endeavored to see her
from midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her
On a thin precipice carnal abyss

I like a blind acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her lips on mine
with the perfume of night

For I scoured the surrounding grounds
In vain that we might
When storm clouds broke, ashened,
I sought in a cemetery

Sleep, usher
Taint to from a sunless nether
Mistress of the
I now know what art

Screams my sleep
Dragged from nightmares thou wed together
Lamia and Lemures, thee leche
To snare my

of The Dead Countess
Deep stained pain that I had
Flaunted demise, life's
Leaving strenght to seal this wretched tomb

But poisoned nectar me stirs
Up desire and morbid purpose to search
Through drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and

In flawless fatal beauty her very compels
of a heaven where ghost companies fell
To the loss of god in blackest velvet
Enrobed in their downfall like a silhouette

Fleeting,
Thou art to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst inflict
The daylights upon my skin?

Dost thou not want to me
crimson sacrifice
So my cunt may twitch thy kiss
And with new-found life?

Red roses for the whore
Dark taste my tears
And haunting requiems
Softly to ear need-fires have lured abominations here

pulse
My veins spill forth waters
Rent by lips I cherish
on her perfidious shores

Where drowning umbra the stars
graves where lovers whore
Like seraphim and nahemah,

out mine eyes, hasten, attest
Blind reason against thee
For I must know, art not death?
My heart echoes bloodless and

Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic
Did not the queen of Heaven come as to me?
On that fatal eve when we fled company
As the swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves

Under Diana where her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of angels in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of in sombre velvet
Enrobed in death's shadow a swifter silhouette