Luyện nghe bài hát Honey And Sulphur

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

Praeclarum custodem lupum
Praeclarum custodem ovium

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

Bricqueville, and De Sille
of the dark creeping
Up and down the
Little angels out to pastume once

Torture rules of thumb apply
To sacred and the naked eye
Golgothic, erotica
Stinking of honey and worse,

So black was the in this tragical kingdom
the superstitions grew
Wise to the wolves surprised their children
Gagged in and dragged back to

It's now home to a beautiful stranger
Lifting her veil, her lies
Tender eyes, ending danger

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

And though she walks the forest
She's far from innocent or
She leads down the path
darkness dwells

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

Torture garden rules of thumb
To flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic, erotica
of honey and worse, sulphur

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

Engorged on the hordes of the
forced, naked and blind
A holocaust mind their exit

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

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