Luyện nghe bài hát For Your Vulgar Delectation

Welcome a stench of misadventure
Libertines and sibling things a
Slither through the gateway's hissing denture

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

Come join this of masqueraders

eve is pure and pagan
Its teeth are in the
Dark royalties of caste
Feast in

For your delectation

That hunger shall be sated by the

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

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

Lords, the call

Vast boudours
Are mastered by the
plastered with the base relief
Of glories

Ma Debauchery
Deflower of my life their bonds
And these fantasies
To ever greater

For vulgar delectation

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

The heathen hour
Wrong, the
Beasts for your soul
As lovely entrapment
Her fingers, Hell crawling

This eve is pure and
Its are in the past
Let the cream of sinners learn at

For your vulgar

That hunger shall be by the dawn

Dawn...
Bursting,

With the judgement that we upon the evil
We eternal hungriness
Exceeding vile deeds that were in this cathedral

For your delectation

That shall be waited on the
who crave sin's innovations