Luyện nghe bài hát Bathory Aria (a Murder Of Ravens In Fugue)

Now grey skies
With revenge life
and Sapphic
Needs begged

Delusions of Grandier denounced the
Of descrying cursed glass, disenchanted in
Encircled by midst Her sin-sistered cult

With hangman's abandon She spiritworlds
To in bondage
light to night hurled
Cast down to the earth where torment unfurl.......

But soon,
Her proved
Hybrid rumours spread tumours
Would
And Her stars
To bitter truths
Of bloodbaths

As bodies
In droves
To haunt Her their
Shallow imposed
When exhumed
carthen wombs
Where frosts had laboured long
To bare wounds

To the depths of Her soul they
Wielding their poison they
Like a murder of ravens in

And knowing their
Would shatter Her
She blackened books for damnation's reprieve
Baneful cawed canons on enemies

So Eve
As She
Bellona to the ball
Those
Fell-sisters
Her
stained flagstones
To Her carriage to flee

But She knew She must brave the through
Though fear crept a deathshead the moon
Like a murder of in Fugue

For each masked, gaze held dread purpose
Horror froze eyes to cold stares
And Her dance
In the vast mirrors
the ill of Her future
If feasted there....