Luyện nghe bài hát Desire In Violent Overture

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

Skinless the dark shall
her symphonies

Death mashed as the
had lifted her dreams
And frowned on the winding down
To where the strayed
Taunting sick her tender
She in her bridal gown

How sleep the
in violent overture

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

Deep red the cat whips
On the whim of every
Whilst she [incomprehensible]

Yea

How the pure
Desire in overture
Oh, desire in overture

In a crescent cellar of crushed roses
Pooled blood and dolls
A torch lit theater souled
With the cries of lives she stole

Killing
She struck the hours
In her
menopaused
Her clock of out cunts
Began to

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

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

Yea

How sleep the
Desire in violent
in violent

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

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