Luyện nghe bài hát Deceiving Eyes

On the night all mirrors silent
And the clocks struck with the rain
A storm swept in with such
The rose to complain

The stars were ill-crossed as the
in its bitumen cloak
The were warring, slick with endeavor
Falling like tears the thickening smoke

redeems, heaven torn asunder
A flood of souls scream on the thunder
Blood redeems, torn asunder
She stirs from dreams, barely feet under

Victoria, I come to claim my
from the convent
'Neath the wrath of seething

For though you greased the palm of
With those moonlit silver
I knew the beast took place
I looked into your eyes

Your deceiving
Are filled with lies and missed byes
And serpents hissing

deceiving eyes
They tell enough of how I in love
the goddess creeping deep inside you

And with the tumult up him roaring
Isaac her shallow grave
As lightning through
The grim rain
He struck the earth again

Having torn at the like a man insane
threw his fists at the cosmos
And from that pit of

He the coffin from her sorry lot
trees whose eaves were knotted with rot
Through ornate doors, unlocked
To splinter her
And gaze upon her

Victoria, I come to claim my
Stealing the convent
'Neath the wrath of skies

For though you the palm of Satan
With those silver thighs
Making of rosaries
His needs will rival
His needs will never rival

I a summer's day
The bathed your penitential scars
As I sat and the blood away

Now your stays
And the coldness of your
Eclipse like the first kiss of winter

for the dead on the stone floor spread
She was shining through her shroud
A moon the mad, this son of Adam had
A for the pretty young nun

A necklace of twining snakes
Two gold illicit
He it at her throat where the rope had wrung
He was burning from the of his 'roused desire

He wrested temptation
To be or
She was for ovation
Her form, the storm revealed

And with his lust exploding
Her lashes his cheeks
They flickered with life, her enfolding
Purring, licking teeth

Victoria, I come to claim my
Stealing from the
'Neath the wrath of seething

For you greased the palm of Satan
With those silver thighs
You have him just for me
I see it in eyes

deceiving eyes
Are filled with and missed good byes
And hissing revelations

Those deceiving
They tell enough of how I in love
With the goddess in you