Luyện nghe bài hát Antiquary To Mediocrity

Birthright osurtiers
That only God has the power to
parasite
Antiquary to

We are parasites
Using weapons
Diluting our into the
Miraculous Champagne glass

compassion for Marivaux's habits
Bleed to white our skin
Of our vices attraction
For the reversed

child of dishonour
I had the difficulty
Of my rank
against flattery

Human life passes far humilation purpose
Under the of a fickle eaglet,
to pity

me
Been in favour to the
to mediocrity
Paying my court to my loved

the high society
Where grate Appollon's smiles
mirror of our obsession
Cruelty on the surface of

Even the the head on the block,
I kiss languishly
My brother the executioner, offence to

my nails one by one
Tear out the lair
Re-echoing point)lace underwear
Of a baroque baroness

Wounds under the
Suffered of bu mondaine
Let me in a ripe fruit
Blossom out a rotten bough

Marie Antoinete, I you so
As a distress flow
towards my love
Usher in the high

mistress of my chaste night
Libertines reception in the park
Shocker at the sight my body
In silk sheets