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

Now haranguing skies
With upon life
and Sapphic
Needs begged

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

With hangman's She plied spiritworlds
To in bondage
From to night hurled
Cast down to the earth where would unfurl.......

But soon,
Her tarot
Hybrid spread like tumours
accrue
And blight Her
To bitter truths
Of bloodbaths

As rose
In rigid
To Her from their
Shallow burials
wolves exhumed
Their wombs
Where heavy frosts had laboured
To bare their

To the of Her soul they pursued
their poison they flew
Like a of ravens in fugue

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

So Eve
As She
Like Bellona to the
enemies
Fell-sisters
Her
Cross stained
To Her reined to flee

But She knew She must brave the through
Though fear crept a deathshead o'er the
a murder of ravens in Fugue

For each masked, jewelled held dread purpose
Horror painted eyes to cold stares
And even Her
In the mirrors cast
Looked the ill of Her
If fate there....