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

Candelabra snuffed silhouette
Wedded, nightfall my hand
me with silky timbred limbs
Grant me thy command

Over the peaks framing
Of thick forest, has filled
With kisses enwreathed
In mist, like violations
From the shadows to

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

o'er the sobbing throng
A writhe of lethargic, terrored
Whipped and welted the barbed windsong.
In saddean paradise, legacies linger on.

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

This wintry eve when the snow glistens
And sharpened wed the jewelless skies
I off the shroud of preternatural sleep
Enbroided by these Malaresia scribed

Beauty slept and angels
For Her soul
In this response, all chose
To claim her for their own

Carpathia, the dead
Speak of her, in tongue
When ambered are done
in their graves
On her to come

catafalque night when awed stars report
Their from the heavenly brow
seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts
Whilsts the cloaked resounds throughout

How the storm it
My heart unhealed
Celestial knifes ebonied and woods thrill
Yet far still, her luster eviscerates me"

Carpathia, Priapic lovers twist in with Her
Covenants are struck, lightning fellates
The path towards the weary innocence takes

I as Master here
feral hordes impart my temper
Love wounded when I, betrayed
Saw death etch cruelly, upon my

the spite seething Draconist
And this world to thy ancient
Sovereignty, veil descend
sunset thus portends

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