Luyện nghe bài hát Desire In Violent Overture

Nights came trailing ghost
Heartstrings a of skeletal reaper bows
Playing chamber music allegretto
Conducting overtures, over throes to crescendo

Skinless the shall scream
Hoarse her

Death mashed as the
That had her dreams
And frowned on the steps down
To where the vulgar
Taunting her tender prey
She in her bridal gown

How the pure
in violent overture

An emanation of madness
The countess beheld in
By girls of future vows
Soon to wed in white the frosted
Burning like a brand on the of God
A yearning took her to his seraphic

red hissed the cat whips
On the of every will
Whilst she entranced

Yea

How the pure
Desire in overture
Oh, desire in overture

In a crescent cellar of crushed roses
blood and broken dolls
A torch lit shadow theater
With the echoed cries of lives she

Killing
She the hours dead
In her
Thus
Her clock of out cunts
Began to

Thirteen chimes of ancient
I conjure forth dirge, aah
That fills the void with pain
To my sexual urge

Oh, frights came wailing the dark side
Haunting lipless a fugue of arcane diatribes
Velvet, their coffined her in slumber
and appeased
As pregnant outside bore thunder

Yea

How the pure
Desire in violent
Desire in

As high winds
Attune trees
Her savage nature
Would once conduct the pleas
Of those she loved to

As if it
The first time every
she carved her seal
In the of life