Luyện nghe bài hát Bathory Aria (benighted Like Usher)

Snuffed tapers
As Death impressing
His crest of cold tears on the

Benighted like ill-fated
The House of Bathory
'Neath griefs dark

If only I could wept
In mourning by Her
I would have Her so tight
storm-beached Aphrodite
Drowned on tides

And Her
For from Her
My lips would known
Enigmas of shadowy

Where took flesh
And pain,
freezing the breath
Of raucous life hushed whispers

Benighted.

Inhaling the waning moonlight that crept
Through the crypt of Her Lord who so lucidly

Benighted.

Exhaling the wail of black toll
Waxing eternal night Her soul