Luyện nghe bài hát Honey And Sulphur

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

custodem ovium lupum
Praeclarum ovium lupum

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

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

Torture rules of thumb apply
To flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic, this
of honey and worse, sulphur

So black was the magic in tragical kingdom
That the superstitions
Wise to the that surprised their children
Gagged in and dragged back to

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

It
A rose that death for it's bed muck
Prickles in thanking her spies
Trickling thighs her only

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

That night is rife with celebration the tower
Where so much illumination strikes a lighthouse 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 of thumb apply
To sacred and the naked eye
Golgothic, erotica
Stinking of honey and worse,

So black was the magic in tragical kingdom
In this of loup garou
moonstruck veins inflamed, deranged on
A of victims now tied to

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

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

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