Luyện nghe bài hát A Poetic Retelling of an Unfortunate Seduction

The language in the rooms
Seems to represent it's source well
How soft they speak and to be at peace
the movement of the music and the madness
That's pulling me this

And the shades of the are woven red
The light, it and consecrates
all forgotten forms
That swirl and smoke and haunt place

The girls in gowns all the dark
Pulling it near to swelling breasts
And watch as it seeps to their
And beats their virgin chests
And here I know breeds

From wanton that would seduce
And grows and spreads its vines and
Embracing those who might have
But now remain to drink the

From vials black and thick steam
With intoxicating
Would leave you drunk inside this dream,
And you them take the light from you

And you find on a velvet couch
Tasting the skin of a girl
Her eyes are black and wet oil
And she ties your with a string of pearls
And you like a frightened bird

As she in and captures you
To place you in a silver
Deep within her womb
So once you're inside, she might let you out
To fly in the circles the room

But it's always and there is no moon
And you wonder if you are
And not sure if you want to be
But you drink her sweat it was wine
And you lay with her on a bed of
And it's awful sweet like the fruit she cuts and to you