Luyện nghe bài hát Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids

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

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

Her hung in the black gallery
Commanding
Demanding of to breathe...

Midst the and daylight fauna
Of society at
Elizabeth bedazzled, Her sought applause
Her torchlit shadow
Thrown upon damp cellar
Greeted nothing but despair slaves Her nights enthralled

Thirteen solstices had shown
Her path, the dark
Had marked its
the confessor
Whose caresses known,
As in the House of Dog
Her cold cunt on holy bone

Raped of faith, She now
The unrest frozen on the mirror's face
With this disdain, these veins
(Highborn wanton She was)
She sought to keep what age would
Her soul was sold and for this
pyres ever smouldered
On the of one so in control
Elizabeth, mysterious.
Cruelty brought thee
From the of the abyss

Once upon atrocity when midwitches cries
And carved abortive in reddened wombs
Exhumed by scrying
Madness upon
Her like an amourous lover's
splashed upon Her skin
In gouts unleashed

And to Her dead
Twas as if Her pallor
an angel's warmed by candles
Where stains had cleaved
So dragged this libertine
screaming for release
Upon the of maidens preened
As for caprice

obeisance
Her held a seance
Of too trapped under glass to commune
A sleeter mistress than
threats to consume Her
Met with torments giving to Her swoon

on Her back
Pack-prey for the
Of and curses
haunted Her dreams
Midnightmare
Thirteen in Her
A disciple of
Branded years hissed
split-thighed
By the of lies
An ovation of
Blushed the skies as they

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

Leaving in office
every gate
To lick holes
Blinding to the fate
Of virgins naked
To defile on rent
and racked backwards
Menses choking pleas

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