Luyện nghe bài hát Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids

Me now!
All crimes should be treasured if they thee pleasure somehow...

in dusky rose
Gathered satin Her breasts
Like blood upon the
A of Topaz
at Her throat
Awakening, pulled the tomb
Her spirit eclipsed the moon
That She outshone as a fallen
A regal ornament from a far nebular

Her likeness hung in the gallery
unease
Demanding of to breathe...

Midst the whirl and daylight
Of at court
Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought
Though Her shadow
Thrown upon damp walls
Greeted but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled

Thirteen solstices had shown
Her path, that the
Had marked its
the confessor
Whose she'd known,
As whipcord in the of Dog
Her cold meat on holy bone

of faith, She now embraced
The unrest frozen on the mirror's face
With disdain, inside these veins
(Highborn that She was)
She sought to what age would claim
Her was sold and for this toll
Reeking ever smouldered
On the of one so in control
Elizabeth, mysterious.
Cruelty brought orchids
the bowels of the abyss

Once upon when midwitches stifled cries
And carved abortive in reddened wombs
Exhumed by eyes
Madness upon
Her an amourous lover's seed
Lifesblood splashed Her skin
In torture unleashed

And to Her reflection
Twas as if Her gleamed
Like an warmed by candles
Where stains had cleaved
So demons this libertine
Lusts for release
the flesh of maidens preened
As canvas for

Exacting
Her gaze a seance
Of spirits too trapped under to commune
A sleeter than Luna
threats to consume Her
Met torments giving vent to Her swoon

Flat on Her
Pack-prey for the
Of and curses
That Her dreams
Midnightmare
in Her mind
A of scars
Branded years behind
Ridden
By the Father of
An of wolves
Blushed the skies as they

But Heaven is forever
She came, a storm
the clouds...

Leaving in office
Inside every
To righteous holes
Lords to the fate
Of virgins forced
To defile on knees
and racked backwards
Menses choking their

"More. Whore. More.
Twitching me wet with thee
rub me raw"