Luyện nghe bài hát Desire In Violent Overture

Nights came trailing ghost
Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper
Playing torture chamber allegretto
Conducting overtures, over throes trashed to

Skinless the shall scream
her symphonies

Death as the moon
had lifted her dreams
And frowned on the winding down
To where the vulgar
Taunting sick her tender
She glided in her bridal

How the pure
in violent overture

An emanation of phantom
The countess in shroud
By bereft of future vows
Soon to wed in white the frosted
Burning like a on the countenance of God
A took her hand to his seraphic

red hissed the cat whips
On the whim of every
she entranced [incomprehensible]

Yea

How sleep the
in violent overture
Oh, desire in overture

In a crescent white cellar of crushed
Pooled blood and broken
A torch lit theater souled
the echoed cries of lives she stole

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

Thirteen chimes of strain
I conjure with dirge, aah
That the void with timbered pain
To my sexual urge

Oh, frights wailing from the dark side
Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of diatribes
Velvet, their coffined her in slumber
Bespattered and
As pregnant skies outside thunder

Yea

How the pure
in violent overture
Desire in

As when high
Attune whipped
Her savage nature
Would again conduct the pleas
Of those she to agonies

As if it
The first every night
she carved her seal
In the flesh of