Luyện nghe bài hát Honey And Sulphur

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

Praeclarum custodem lupum
custodem ovium lupum

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

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

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

So was the magic in this tragical kingdom
That the superstitions
Wise to the wolves that surprised children
in sacks and dragged back to

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

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

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

That night is rife with the tower sings
Where so much foul illumination strikes a lighthouse for the
That and slather at the border of the pentagram
Mid dreams, a beauty pageant for the gathering damned
Of slaughtered lambs and tortured

Torture garden rules of apply
To sacred and the naked eye
Golgothic, this
of honey and worse, sulphur

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 hordes of the
forced, naked and blind
A holocaust mind designed their

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

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