Luyện nghe bài hát For Your Vulgar Delectation

Welcome a stench of misadventure
and sibling things a grim
Slither forth through the hissing denture

The moon, one up on the chateau
Gilds this drive to Shangri-la
solstice calls like the piper to rodentia

Come this hive of masqueraders

eve is pure and pagan
Its are in the past
royalties of ancient caste
Feast in

For your vulgar

That shall be sated by the dawn

In ballrooms
Of
The and the wicked dance alike
Virgin cunts aquiver at foreplay for the spiteful

The smelt abrim
With cracked and racked women
Are spiced for even Marquis
an aphrodisiac
For the blackest nightfall

Lords, the call

Vast here
Are mastered by the
Walls with the base relief
Of glories

Ma Debauchery
Deflower of my untie their bonds
And these fantasies
To greater stories

For your delectation

nothing, run free
Loose sore before me
Ripped, scars
Are titbits on which to

The heathen hour
Wrong, the
Beasts ravage for your
As lovely snaps
Her fingers, Hell crawling

This eve is and pagan
Its are in the past
Let the cream of sinners at last

For vulgar delectation

That shall be sated by the dawn

Dawn...
Bursting,

With the that we spend upon the evil
We feed hungriness
Exceeding vile deeds that freed in this cathedral

For vulgar delectation

That horrors be waited on the
Ones who sin's innovations