Luyện nghe bài hát Her Ghost In The Fog

The moon, she hangs a cruel portrait
winds whisper the bidding of trees
As this tragedy starts with a glass heart
And the mid-nightmare trampling of

But oh, no please
Fear and pain may accompany
But it is desire that shepherds its
As we see

She was divinity's creature that kissed in mirrors
A queen of snow, far beyond
Lips attuned to sought her everywhere
Dark eyes, an Arabian nightmare

She shone on watercolors of my pond as pearl
Until those who couldn't have her, cut her free of world

That fateful eve when the breeze stank of and camphor
Their lanterns chased phantoms and
An inquisitive glance, the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the of the moon

Putting reason to flight or to death is way
They through woods mesmerized
By the taffeta ley of her hips that held
Over all they surveyed save a mist on the
A deadly blessing to her ghost in the fog
They raped and left, five men of God, her in the fog

Dawn discovered her there beneath the stare
Silk dress torn, her raven hair flown to gown her beauty
Was starred with frost, I her lost
I 'til tears crept back to prayer

sworn me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part, lest jealous Heaven our hearts"
Then I screamed ,"Come back to me
For I was born in love with
So why should stand in between?"

And as I her gentle curves
With dreams unsaid and words
I espied a gleam to earth
The bell tower key

The village her by goodbye
For she'd been a witch, their men had to try
And I broke under Christ seeking signs
My soul on ice

A of snow, far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry, sought her
Trappistine eyes, an Arabian
She was Ursuline possessed of a milky skin
My porcelain yin, a graceful of sin

And so for her the breeze stank of sunset and
My lantern her phantom and blew
Their chapel ablaze and all locked in to a
Best reserved for judgment that their Bible

Putting reason to or to flame unashamed, I swept from cries
Mesmerized by the taffeta ley of her that held sway
all those at bay, save a mist on the rise
A final blessing to hide, her in the fog
And I where lovers rot, her ghost in the fog
Her in the fog, her ghost in the fog