Luyện nghe bài hát Desire In Violent Overture

Nights trailing ghost concertos
Heartstrings a score of skeletal bows
Playing chamber music allegretto
Conducting overtures, throes trashed to crescendo

Skinless the dark scream
her symphonies

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

How sleep the
Desire in violent

An emanation of madness
The beheld in shroud
By girls bereft of vows
Soon to wed in white the ground
Burning like a brand on the of God
A yearning her hand to his seraphic

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

Yea

How the pure
Desire in overture
Oh, in violent overture

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

time
She the hours dead
In her
menopaused
Her clock of out cunts
to toll

Thirteen chimes of strain
I forth with dirge, aah
That fills the void timbered pain
To fulfill my sexual

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

Yea

How sleep the
Desire in overture
in violent

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

As if it
The first time night
That she carved her
In the of life