Luyện nghe bài hát Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids

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

in dusky rose
Gathered lapped Her breasts
Like blood the snow
A tourniquet of
Glistened at Her
Awakening, pulled the tomb
Her spirit eclipsed the moon
That She outshone as a star
A ornament from a far flung nebular

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

Midst the whirl and daylight
Of at court
bedazzled, Her presence sought applause
Though Her torchlit
upon damp cellar walls
Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her enthralled

Thirteen Winter had shown
Her path, that the
Had its dominion
the confessor
Whose she'd known,
As in the House of Dog
Her cold cunt on holy bone

of faith, She now embraced
The narcissistic unrest frozen on the face
With this disdain, inside these
(Highborn wanton She was)
She sought to keep age would claim
Her soul was and for this toll
Reeking pyres smouldered
On the of one so in control
Elizabeth, mysterious.
brought thee orchids
From the bowels of the

Once upon atrocity midwitches stifled cries
And carved runes in reddened wombs
Exhumed by scrying
Madness came
Her like an amourous seed
splashed upon Her skin
In gouts torture

And to Her reflection
as if Her pallor gleamed
Like an angel's warmed by
Where stains had cleaved
So demons this libertine
Lusts for release
Upon the flesh of preened
As canvas for

obeisance
Her gaze a seance
Of spirits too trapped under to commune
A mistress than Luna
threats to consume Her
Met with torments vent to Her swoon

on Her back
Pack-prey for the
Of and curses
That haunted Her
chimed
Thirteen in Her
A disciple of
years hissed behind
Ridden
By the of lies
An ovation of
the skies as they writhed

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

Leaving serpents in
every gate
To righteous holes
Lords to the fate
Of forced naked
To on rent knees
and racked backwards
Menses choking pleas

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