Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Eleventh Hour

All mirrors to my palace
My exotic pleasure
Wherein my court is
Gracious and insatiable, and obscene
For pumps the true heart of life
too seeps corruption

And this my new Eden of nightshades
hen-bane, sphinxes
Opium and weaned on tears and blood
Will up like lust

And the of my dark consort
Shalt himself
Across the of the world
And hell come with him

Part of the garden, her dark
Fed blood by poisoned
My heart in her wet season
Treading mud in her slough of

But now
A path straight before me
The maze is ploughed half through hate
crop is dripping red

Beyond eleventh

Her beauty and brute
Grows by the day
And with each rose that she
The longer her of madness stay

In her on shredded sheets
our fingertips had dug and clutched
She dreadful things to me

She wanted war God
The underdog baring sharpened
With her armies raised suffering
To on jet black wings

She'd off holy limbs
On the of her witch hunt
And crush the beneath her heel
The Pope in to her cunt

A dark forcing nightmares
To wring dry
A madam batter-fang
vicious streaks, a mile wide

Beyond hour

Her kiss has dismissive
Her glance holds slight
Instead those burn on the prize
Of fates she really to tempt

In her grip on shredded
Gasping from conquered peaks of
She whispered things to me

She wanted war God
The underdog baring sharpened
With her armies raised suffering
To on jet black wings

She'd tear down mighty
Then rear up anew
forged to her desires
The eleventh hour nearly

Lilith, the abyss, the mists
That cause all to stray
How to resist seductive gifts
On the of her unholy ways?

She my name so softly
deep banks of scented fog
I almost lose myself before it

But my spirit keeps its
As I across the lake
A glimpse of harem
Now her velvet curtain

She is glaring like the

The wind down, eavesdropping
As I bow before her
And she descends to me
Like the royal bitch to which grown

Come closer, what have you to
Black cat got tongue?"
I am not your
Nor are you my
But Isaac, I'm the one

I hold cold deceiving eyes
Her hypnotic gaze
And eternal love then walk away
seethes behind me
Death adjusts her mask
Another smothered
By her sanguinary

Clasped in the garden, you heard
This blustered through
I asked her pardon, my word
I'd score her sweetmeats like you

For now
The truth prone before me
I couldn't leave her even if she
The as were promised

Beyond hour

Lilith, the abyss, the slithering
Will come for you eve
Lustrous the cusp of her tryst
Before fatal kisses bleed

Beyond eleventh

She will of you a plaything
Scant for her bed
And when naked flesh to sing
She'll take your soul instead

strikes, the candles sputter
Muttering their reeking
I snuff their tongues, my a-flutter
words, I speak are gates to hell