Luyện nghe bài hát Act III: Carnal Delight in the Vortex of Evil

The way to him is
and steep
And the bodies of those
who didn't deserve him it slippery
But it is at the of my
soul, so I know the to
walk it staying unhurt

The of his abode is
barred by a tangle of thorns
But my keeps its key

His throne is by 12 servants' stare
But he has called me, I felt him me
And he has given me the to bewitch them

His are icy
But he my naked body with
his

The throb and the blood suspend
In the of him

His eyes, diabolical his pupils, scan me
His glance me and penetrates my breast

Goblet of vermilion wine
I myself up to his grim embrace

Throb of

He is the
He is the
He is the
He is the
He is the everlasting in
the abyss
He injures and sates my
He lessens my
He appeases my
He is burning my flesh
He is icy snow settling in my

Rod of viscid
and blood excite him
And my is the balm for his
ecstasy and his voracious

Putrid carrion with seales
seducer with smooth
scented skin of

Now I you
But he has known me