Luyện nghe bài hát A poetic tale of unfortunate seduction

The language in the rooms
Seems to represent the light source

How soft they and seem to be at peace
With the movement of the and the madness
That is pulling me into

And the of the lamps are woven red
The light, it and consecrates

Anointing all forgotten
That swirl and smoke and haunt place
The girls in gowns all nurse the

Pulling it near to their swelling
And watch as it seeps to their
And beats within their chests

And here I seduction breeds
From wanton hearts that seduce
And grows and spreads its vine and
Embracing those who have moved

But now remain to drink the
vials black and thick with steam
Such delights
leave you drunk inside this dream
And you watch them take the light you

And you yourself
On a couch
Tasting the skin of a foreign

Her eyes are
And wet oil
And she ties hands with a string of pearls

And you tremble a frightened bird
As she in and captures you
To place you in the silver

Deep her poisoned womb
And once safe inside
She let you out to fly
In the around the room

But it's night
And is no moon
And you if you are alive

And you're not if you want to be
But you drank her sweat it was wine
And you lay her on a bed of blue
And it's sweet
Like the fruit she cuts and to you