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 upon the snow
A tourniquet of
at Her throat
Awakening, from 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 black
Commanding
Demanding of to breathe...

Midst the whirl and fauna
Of society at
Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought
Though Her shadow
upon damp cellar walls
Greeted nothing but despair slaves Her nights enthralled

Winter solstices had shown
Her path, that the
Had marked its
Spaying the
caresses she'd known,
As whipcord in the of Dog
Her cold cunt meat on bone

of faith, She now embraced
The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's
With this disdain, inside these
(Highborn wanton She was)
She sought to keep what age would
Her soul was sold and for toll
Reeking ever smouldered
On the whims of one so in
Elizabeth, mysterious.
Cruelty thee orchids
From the of the abyss

Once upon atrocity midwitches stifled cries
And carved abortive in reddened wombs
Exhumed by scrying
came upon
Her like an lover's seed
Lifesblood splashed upon Her
In gouts torture

And to Her reflection
as if Her pallor gleamed
Like an angel's warmed by
Where erotic had cleaved
So demons dragged this
screaming for release
Upon the flesh of maidens
As canvas for

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

on Her back
Pack-prey for the
Of verses and
haunted Her dreams
Midnightmare
Thirteen in Her
A of scars
Branded hissed behind
split-thighed
By the Father of
An of wolves
Blushed the as they writhed

But is never forever
She came, a storm
the clouds...

Leaving in office
Inside gate
To righteous holes
Blinding to the fate
Of virgins naked
To defile on rent
and racked backwards
Menses their pleas

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