Luyện nghe bài hát Honey And Sulphur

So potent was the star which I was born
That I have done what no one in the world has
No one can do

Praeclarum custodem lupum
Praeclarum custodem lupum

All Saints Day, the taint of
Blood and mud and all the same
To those who close their to Gille's men

Bricqueville, Prelati and De
Creatures of the dark
Up and the countryside
angels out to pastume once again

Torture garden rules of apply
To sacred flesh and the eye
Golgothic, erotica
of honey and worse, sulphur

So black was the magic in this tragical
the superstitions grew
Wise to the wolves that surprised their
in sacks and dragged back to

It's roads now home to a beautiful
Lifting her veil, spinning her
Tender eyes, never danger

It
A rose chose death for it's bed muck
Prickles in wait her spies
Trickling her only hiccup

And though she walks the trails
She's far from or frail
She them down the path
Where darkness

That is rife with celebration the tower sings
Where so much foul illumination strikes a for the things
slither and slather at the border of the pentagram
Mid sour dreams, a pageant for the gathering damned
Of slaughtered lambs and screams

Torture garden rules of apply
To sacred flesh and the eye
Golgothic, erotica
of honey and worse, sulphur

So was the magic in this tragical kingdom
In castle of loup garou
When moonstruck inflamed, deranged on
A parcel of victims now to

Engorged on the of the anorexic
forced, naked and blind
A holocaust mind designed exit

A libertine so
Sometimes tore limb from limb
their throats, pissing on graves
Jesus saves but the devil him

Praeclarum custodem ovium
Praeclarum ovium lupum
Praeclarum ovium lupum
Praeclarum custodem ovium