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

The moon, she hangs like a portrait
Soft winds the bidding of trees
As this tragedy with a shattered glass heart
And the trampling of dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

She'd me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part, lest Heaven stole our hearts"
Then this I screamed ,"Come to me
For I was in love with thee
So why should fate in between?"

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

The mourned her by goodbye
For been a witch, their men had longed to try
And I broke Christ seeking guilty signs
My soul on ice

A queen of snow, far compare
Lips attuned to symmetry, her everywhere
Trappistine eyes, an Arabian
She was Ursuline possessed of a milky white
My yin, a graceful Angel of sin

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

Putting reason to flight or to unashamed, I swept from cries
Mesmerized by the taffeta ley of her hips that 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