Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Eleventh Hour

All lead to my palace
My exotic temple
Wherein my is both
and insatiable, pure and obscene
For pumps the true heart of life
There too corruption

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

And the of my dark consort
Shalt extend
Across the face of the
And hell will with him

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

But now
A path lies straight me
The maze is ploughed half with hate
Andpher is dripping red

eleventh hour

Her beauty and power
stronger by the day
And with each rose she deflowers
The longer her throes of madness

In her grip on sheets
Once our fingertips had dug and
She whispered things to me

She wanted war God
The underdog sharpened teeth
With her raised from suffering
To ascend on jet wings

break off holy limbs
On the racks of her witch
And crush the beneath her heel
The in homage to her cunt

A horse forcing nightmares
To submissive dry
A vampire batter-fang
With vicious streaks, a wide

eleventh hour

Her kiss has turned
Her holds slight contempt
Instead those eyes on the prize
Of fates she really to tempt

In her grip on sheets
Gasping conquered peaks of passion
She dreadful things to me

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

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

Lilith, the abyss, the mists
cause all souls to stray
How to resist seductive gifts
On the shore of her unholy

She calls my name so
From banks of scented fog
I almost myself before it starts

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

She is glaring like the

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

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

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

in the garden, here you heard
This blustered through
I her pardon, swore my word
I'd score her just like you

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

Beyond hour

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

Beyond hour

She will make of you a
Scant for her bed
And when flesh forgets to sing
take your fucking soul instead

Midnight strikes, the candles
Muttering their reeking
I snuff their tongues, my heart
These words, I speak are to hell