Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Eleventh Hour

All mirrors to my palace
My pleasure temple
my court is both
Gracious and insatiable, and obscene
For where the true heart of life
too seeps corruption

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

And the shadow of my consort
extend himself
Across the of the world
And hell will with him

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

But now
A lies straight before me
The is ploughed half through with hate
crop is dripping red

Beyond hour

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

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

She war with God
The underdog sharpened teeth
her armies raised from suffering
To ascend on jet black

She'd break off limbs
On the of her witch hunt
And the church beneath her heel
The Pope in homage to her

A horse forcing nightmares
To wring dry
A vampire madam
vicious streaks, a mile wide

Beyond hour

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

In her grip on shredded
Gasping from conquered of passion
She dreadful things to me

She war with God
The baring sharpened teeth
With her armies from suffering
To ascend on jet wings

She'd tear down mighty
rear them up anew
Orders forged to her
The eleventh hour through

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

She calls my so softly
From deep banks of fog
I almost lose myself before it

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

She is like the moon

The dies down, eavesdropping
As I bow before her
And she descends to me
Like the royal bitch to which she's

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

I those cold deceiving eyes
Her hypnotic gaze
And pledge eternal love then walk
Thunder seethes me
Death adjusts her mask
Another lover
By her sanguinary

Clasped in the garden, you heard
This story blustered
I asked her pardon, swore my
I'd score her sweetmeats just you

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

eleventh hour

Lilith, the abyss, the mists
Will come for you eve
the cusp of her lingering tryst
Before those fatal bleed

Beyond hour

She will make of you a
amusement for her bed
And when naked flesh forgets to
She'll take your fucking instead

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