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

custodem ovium lupum
Praeclarum ovium lupum

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

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

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
the superstitions grew
Wise to the wolves that surprised children
Gagged in and dragged back to

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

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

And she walks the forest trails
She's far from or frail
She leads them the path
Where dwells

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

Torture garden rules of thumb
To flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic, this
Stinking of and worse, sulphur

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

Engorged on the of the anorexic
Cherubim forced, and blind
A mind designed their exit

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

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Praeclarum custodem ovium
custodem ovium lupum
Praeclarum custodem lupum