Luyện nghe bài hát Her Ghost In The Fog (edit version)

The moon, she hangs like a cruel
Soft winds the bidding of trees
As this starts with a shattered glass heart
And the mid-nightmare of dreams

But oh, no tears
Fear and pain may death
But it is desire that its certainty
As we see

She was divinity's creature that kissed in mirrors
A queen of snow, far beyond
attuned to symmetry sought her everywhere
Dark liquored eyes, an 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 glance, like the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the of the moon

Putting reason to flight or to is their way
They crept through mesmerized
By the taffeta ley of her hips that sway
Over all they surveyed save a on the rise
A blessing to hide her ghost in the fog
They and left, five men of God, her ghost in the fog

discovered her there beneath the cedar's stare
Silk dress torn, her raven hair to gown her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew her
I 'til tears crept back to prayer

She'd sworn me vows in blood
"Never to part, lest jealous Heaven our hearts"
Then I screamed ,"Come back to me
For I was born in with thee
So why fate stand in between?"

And as I drowned her gentle
dreams unsaid and final words
I espied a gleam to earth
The church tower key

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

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

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

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