Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral In Carpathia (Be Quick Or Be Dead Version)

Candelabra prey silhouette
Wedded, nightfall my hand
Seduce me with silky limbs
Grant me thy dark

the peaks framing tapestries
Of forest, dusk has filled
Lucifugous kisses enwreathed
In mist, creeping like
From the shadows to

Lucretia, is my in vein
thy tears bleed sweeter
Thank the midsummer
Bewinged, infested

Toll the sobbing throng
A writhe of lethargic, terrored
Whipped and welted the barbed windsong.
In saddean paradise, ancestral linger on.

I am He, the and
darkness, Satan robed
In ecumenical filth, livid sustained
By echelons of sylph

This wintry eve when the glistens deep
And sharpened turrets wed the skies
I shrug off the of preternatural sleep
Enbroided by these words scribed

slept and angels wept
For Her immortal
In response, all evil chose
To her for their very own

Carpathia, the dead
of her, in necromantic tongue
When daylights are done
Masturbating in their
On her to come

This catafalque night awed stars report
absence from the heavenly brow
Crippled seraph shalt cower in courts
Whilsts the cloaked maelstrom throughout

How the it fulfills
My heart unhealed
Celestial knifes and wild woods thrill
Yet far fiercer still, her eviscerates me"

Carpathia, Priapic twist in concert with Her
Covenants are struck, jagged fellates
The path the castle weary innocence takes

I as Master here
Where feral hordes impart my
Love sank wounded when I,
Saw death etch cruelly, my lineage

Usher the spite seething
And commit this world to thy
Sovereignty, veil descend
Psalmed sunset portends

And to rest, I now am blessed
this darkness, forever more
Supreme vampiric