Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Howling Stars

Midwinter wrongs the of spring
Her chill rakes the earth
Whilst pensive at zero sing
Would be of rebirth
Under cold stares of Mars
Near suicides cross their
And unborn writhe in tepid
For something wicked way starts

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

the howling stars

Elizabeth, of vice
Watches the sun set alight
As and tyranny, her doberman sleep
spellbound paramours at her feet

A of bells without
Raise hell hounds, on edge
sleighs hastened through snow lit red
Guests from the garret ledge

Great mirror tell her face
She will out them all
That heavenly bodies would fall from
To possess such a pall

For beauty is cruel
For beauty is

Let in chains commence
under God's seeking recompense
Enslaving to the whims of mistress

Ohh
As the dance ensued mood
Tempered by the of a vitreous moon
In slick black it grew
To

The wench her tower
Tending to her
Bore the of the storm
When the needle a
She has her dogs maul the wrists through
to jaded bliss

In a wonder white
to the ball
With painted upon her lips
Passing like a comet so white as to
The wound down, transfixed

Devoid of all in the air
Even paled to compare
To the taint of her
So and engendered
the awed throng gathered, there

Beneath the howling

She danced so
Men entranced divined from her
this angel stepped from a pedestal
Had won from fate
By to darker spheres
in held sway
For she was not the goddess
To whom the wolves

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

Tongue unto tongue swept on tides care
For the harpies who their maledict glares
A halo of ravens her hair
Chandeliers a tiara for ensnared

sexed
When eyes, moonstruck met
Their friction a way
Through the sea of
Lovers at bite
She an Eve to lay
at rafters
Flesh pressed in

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

On this violent
night
Winds lashed their together
As the vent its wintry spite

She his kiss on her frozen landscapes
To excite the bleak
From castle
Wherein small
The Devil never by chance
A lone charm tied to her inner
Sent lusts nova as hooves
Cobbled streets lowlives fleet
flung to a wayward God

Midwinter the rites of spring
Her chill rakes the earth
Whilst souls at zero sing
of rebirth
Under cold stares of Mars
Near suicides cross their
And unborns writhe in brine
For wicked this way starts

the howling stars

Pounding upon the pauper
Earshot of a beldame
Elizabeth teased, he dare to please
elderly loins enflamed?
To he feigned a grim disdain
Playing to her eye

But the hag replied "This girl chides
Will soon be as plagued age as I"
Her laughed a plume of icy breath
For Elizabeth's could raise
A flag of in burning heaven
Or the dead from graves
Yet still she seethed this Snow Queen
with the cursed retort
And because he sought her loves
He gutted the crone for

Soon in full moon fever they wed
Lycanthropic in the bed
with aphrodisiacs
To tease union
And beget further maniacs

Elizabeth free reigned, now a
and outwore
Her title a favoured dress
Whilst her Lord
seasons savoured war
Stormed to fell the infidel
Her embers, tempered,