Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Eleventh Hour

All mirrors to my palace
My exotic pleasure
Wherein my court is
and insatiable, pure and obscene
For where pumps the true 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 shadow of my dark
Shalt extend
Across the of the world
And hell come with him

Part of the garden, her dark
Fed by poisoned fronds
My hardened in her wet season
mud in her slough of despond

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

Beyond hour

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

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

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

She'd break off limbs
On the racks of her witch
And crush the church beneath her
The Pope in to her cunt

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

eleventh hour

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

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

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

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

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

She calls my so softly
From banks of scented fog
I lose myself before it starts

But my spirit its silence
As I across the lake
A of harem secrets
Now her curtain parts

She is like the moon

The wind down, eavesdropping
As I bow her throne
And she to greet me
the royal bitch to which she's grown

Come closer, what you to say?
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 pledge eternal love then away
Thunder seethes me
Death adjusts her mask
Another lover
By her darkness

in the garden, here you heard
This story through
I asked her pardon, my word
I'd her sweetmeats just like you

For now
The truth lies before me
I leave her even if she stormed
The as were promised

eleventh hour

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

Beyond hour

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

Midnight strikes, the candles
Muttering reeking spells
I their tongues, my heart a-flutter
words, I speak are gates to hell