Luyện nghe bài hát Desire In Violent Overture

Nights came trailing concertos
Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper
Playing torture chamber music
Conducting overtures, over throes to crescendo

Skinless the dark shall
Hoarse her

Death mashed as the
That had lifted her
And frowned on the steps down
To where the strayed
sick her tender prey
She in her bridal gown

How sleep the
Desire in violent

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

red hissed the cat whips
On the of every will
Whilst she [incomprehensible]

Yea

How the pure
in violent overture
Oh, in violent overture

In a crescent white of crushed roses
Pooled and broken dolls
A torch lit shadow theater
With the echoed of lives she stole

time
She struck the hours
In her
menopaused
Her of hacked out cunts
to toll

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

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

Yea

How the pure
Desire in violent
Desire in

As high winds
Attune trees
Her savage pitched
once again conduct the pleas
Of those she to agonies

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