Luyện nghe bài hát Antiquary To Mediocrity

Birthright osurtiers
That God has the power to judge
Versailles'
to mediocrity

We are Versailles'
Using blunted
our poison into the
Miraculous healer Champagne

compassion for Marivaux's habits
Bleed to our gold-dust skin
Of our vices attraction
For the side

Retarded of dishonour
I had the utmost
Of my mortifying
Expose flattery

Human life passes far from purpose
Under the desires of a eaglet,
to pity

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

Enter the society
Where words grate Appollon's
Dismissed mirror of our
Cruelty on the surface of

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

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

Wounds under the
Suffered of spanking bu
Let me hope in a fruit
Blossom out a rotten bough

Marie Antoinete, I you so
As a bleeding flow
Heartlessness my love
in the high world

Divine mistress of my night
Libertines reception in the floral
Shocker at the sight horsewhip my
In silk damp