Luyện nghe bài hát Book Of Thel

The is on you now
The furnace inside your head
Melting the inside now
Waxy tears run your face

The whore never told her tale
Relives it night with you
Far off stands the lamb and
For the wolf to come and end its

inside the temple
As the book of Thel is
The stands before you
Offering her out, rising

the dawning of the dead
In and in war
Now the womb of death
Spits out its rotten

on the altar now
Has itself around your spine
So you look into its
And you kiss the fangs divine

Happy that end is swift
The weeping virgin cries in
The and priestess, they are one
The veil of flesh is undone

Stand the temple
As the book of is opening
The priestess stands you
Offering her hand out,

Come the of the dead
In and in war
Now the harlot of death
Spits out its core

By the of my thumbs
Something wicked this way
And when takes you tonight
you wake to see the light?

The burning of poison tears
The river red with blood
The cradle-robbing hand of
Caresses every dreaming

Waiting for the marriage
To take you to the pyre
So you the family tree
The generations higher

Stand inside the
As the book of is opening
The priestess before you
Offering her hand out,

the dawning of the dead
In and in war
Now the harlot of death
Spits out its rotten

By the of my thumbs
Something wicked way comes
And when sleep takes you
Will you wake to see the

Come the dawning of the
Come the dawning of the
Come the dawning of the
Come the of the dead

What demon formed this abominable void
This soul-shuddering
said it is Urizen
But unknown, abstracted, brooding
The dark hid