Luyện nghe bài hát Catherine Blake

So vile torment was truly a pleasure
A plain that would change for ever more
Catherine Black fitfully in the

night. In the heat.
She gently and moved smoothly,
way and that. Oh, the beauty.
Catherine smiled. a fabulous breath
Her eyes, delicate fingers,
clawed at her bed.
of summer air and death.

Die Erorians' visit had been rewarding.
With night of screams of whimpers,
dreams.
delicate gasps.
Night followed night of
The ultimate on Heaven and it's glories.
Seduce them as they slept, to
midnight tryst.
Phantom in their dreams.
The sad ones their own lives.
The of doom was planted.

Slay their men after night.
Black dreamt of a horror.
Of too and of terror.
her silent breast, shadows swept,

Motherhood was by the seed
caressed.
and to waste.
A rift was born. Men and the
The daggers went in deep, and sickening.
were torn.
Women awat all infancy from their wombs.
And the Lord God remained silent,
no utterance, no movement, no tears.
The became red.
and hatred for the lives of woman.
The butchery, the savagery,did
The cutting of man.
themselves.
A chorus of agony from Heaven and Rain
The of all sins. The lord of the
In a of angels tears.
abode.
Did at the silence.
All did fill with the screaming souls
What did the Almighty
Hoping our lord would unleash all.
of men.
The army of God did stand and wait,
The great fiery pit. Hordes apart.
ensued, screaming from the dark.
corners of
Observing his child, in the miserable
The Lord as his beloved slipped silently
The great heart of God will up the earth.
Back into the below.