Luyện nghe bài hát Honey And Sulphur

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

Praeclarum ovium lupum
Praeclarum custodem ovium

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

Bricqueville, and De Sille
Creatures of the creeping
Up and down the
angels out to pastume once again

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
That the superstitions
Wise to the wolves that surprised children
Gagged in sacks and back to

It's roads now home to a stranger
her veil, spinning her lies
Tender eyes, never ending

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

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

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

Torture garden rules of apply
To sacred and the naked eye
Golgothic, erotica
Stinking of and worse, sulphur

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

Engorged on the hordes of the
Cherubim forced, naked and
A holocaust mind designed exit

A so grim
Sometimes tore them limb limb
Slitting their throats, pissing on
Jesus but the devil made him

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