Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Howling Stars

Midwinter wrongs the rites of
Her spinal rakes the earth
pensive souls at zero sing
Would be of rebirth
cold stares of Mars maligned
Near suicides their hearts
And unborn writhe in brine
For something wicked way starts

Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

the howling stars

Elizabeth, of vice
Watches the sun set pyres
As bane and tyranny, her doberman
Like spellbound at her feet

A chatter of bells
Raise hell hounds, on edge
From sleighs through snow lit red
Guests from the garret ledge

Great gloomy mirror her face
She will out blind all
That heavenly bodies fall from grace
To possess such a pall

For beauty is always
For is always

Let destiny in commence
Damnation God's seeking recompense
Enslaving to the whims of mistress

Ohh
As the dance Elizabeth's mood
Tempered by the craft of a vitreous
In slick black iciness it
To

The wench her tombed
to her costume
Bore the of the storm
When the needle a
She has her dogs maul the bitch's through
Restored to bliss

In a wonder white
Descended to the
With painted blood upon her
like a comet so white as to eclipse
The wound down, transfixed

Devoid of all in the air
death paled to compare
To the taint of her
So rare and
Upon the awed throng gathered,

Beneath the stars

She so macabre
Men entranced from her gait
That this stepped from a pedestal
Had won remission fate
By alighting to darker
Delighting in sway
For she was not unlike the
To the wolves bayed

{Whilst glanced daggers from court maidens, arbored
Who whispered in sects of suspicions
That Elizabeth bewitched see how even now the whore
Her spells the Black Count whom her reddened lips hold fast}

Tongue unto swept on tides without care
For the harpies who rallied their maledict
A halo of ravens her hair
Chandeliers a tiara for passions

Fantasies
When eyes, moonstruck met
Their friction a way
the sea of foreplay
Lovers at bite
She an Eve to lay
Gasping at
pressed in ballet

But caprice, honours
She absconded the
To prowl beasts in hand from the keep
Of feudal dilemma well mantled in
Through cullis to watch dogstars at the earth

On this night
Unholy
Winds their limbs together
As the ether vent its wintry

She wished his on her frozen landscapes
To excite the bleak
From castle
Wherein small
The Devil never came by
A lone tied to her inner thigh
Sent lusts nova as trod
Cobbled streets where lowlives
flung to a wayward God

Midwinter the rites of spring
Her spinal chill rakes the
Whilst pensive souls at zero
Woebetidings of
cold stares of Mars maligned
Near suicides cross their
And writhe in tepid brine
For wicked this way starts

Beneath the howling

upon the pauper ridge
Earshot of a beldame
Elizabeth teased, would he dare to
Such elderly loins
To he feigned a grim disdain
to her slayful eye

But the hag replied "This girl that
soon be as plagued with age as I"
Her consort laughed a of icy breath
For Elizabeth's grace raise
A of truce in burning heaven
Or the dead from early
Yet she seethed this proud Snow Queen
Embittered with the retort
And because he sought her loves
He gutted the crone for

Soon in full fever they were wed
Lycanthropic in the bed
Littered with
To tease dynastic
And beget them maniacs

Elizabeth reigned, now a countess
and outwore
Her title like a favoured
Whilst her errant
seasons savoured war
Stormed to fell the infidel
Her embers, tempered,