Luyện nghe bài hát Diabulus in Musica (english)

I sleep in a chord
and to hear him play,
I am the of humanity.

promiscuity,
sick of peace
I stand, I am
your body and do not with faith.

And now tell me how much your soul,
and now asks for or pleasure,
dream of cancer,
was a thing of the Lord.

I want to be you
and your mouth,
Sometimes pain
in a
I know you love die of
lugubrious
in me.

Fresh of penalty am
and my blood your being,
the of my wings touches your breasts
and your skin,
drinking, drunk vices,
decide, or love,
the church that illuminates is a burning,
the sleeps his cross.

I want to be you and feed your mouth,
Sometimes the sleeps in a song
I know I'll die of decaying, dingy kisses
in me.

Oh lord the of sorrow,
sweet angel of
drink the of my mouth,
blasphemous, come and love to me.

I to be with you and feed your mouth,
there are times the pain sleeps in a song,
if you play in my honor, I will leave hell,
Give me soul does not want to die.