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

Now haranguing grey
revenge upon life
Gnathic and
Needs begged

of Grandier denounced the revolt
Of descrying cursed glass, in vaults
Encircled by glyphs Her sin-sistered cult

hangman's abandon She plied spiritworlds
To Archangels in
From light to hurled
Cast down to the earth where torment unfurl.......

But soon,
Her tarot
Hybrid spread like tumours
Would
And blight Her
To better bitter
Of cold

As rose
In droves
To haunt Her their
Shallow imposed
wolves exhumed
Their carthen
Where heavy had laboured long
To bare their

To the of Her soul they pursued
Wielding poison they flew
Like a murder of ravens in

And knowing raptures
shatter Her dreams
She clawed blackened for damnation's reprieve
Baneful cawed canons on enemies

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

But She knew She must brave the night
Though fear a deathshead o'er the moon
Like a murder of ravens in

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