Luyện nghe bài hát Book Of Thel

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

The that never told her tale
Relives it night with you
Far off the lamb and waits
For the to come and end its life

Stand inside the
As the book of is opening
The stands before you
Offering her out, rising

Come the dawning of the
In and in war
Now the harlot of death
out its rotten core

Serpent on the now
Has wrapped itself your spine
So you look its mouth
And you kiss the pearly fangs

that your end is swift
The weeping virgin in bliss
The and priestess, they are one
The veil of is ripped undone

Stand the temple
As the book of is opening
The stands before you
her hand out, rising

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

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

The burning sweat of tears
The river flowing red blood
The cradle-robbing of death
Caresses every head

Waiting for the hearse
To take you to the pyre
So you burn the tree
The generations burning

Stand inside the
As the book of Thel is
The priestess stands you
her hand out, rising

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

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

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

What demon hath formed abominable void
soul-shuddering vacuum?
Some said it is
But unknown, abstracted, secret
The power hid