Luyện nghe bài hát In Hell Is Where She Waits for Me

I watch the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken
For a time I feel I am the god of which they speak
Under the guise of anonymity I masquerade in thrilling
An erection juts begrudgingly from my silken Sunday pleats

The is sealed face to go unrevealed
But I know what lies underneath
Two halves of a dark flower dead
Whose dream the nightmare that dwells beneath our darkened beds
How pathetically I broke her like a doll of
I found her primed for a raping could never be
In fallacy the temptress played deceiving taunting charming fools like me
Her silhouette an hourglass whose sands of time would empty
"A rose must remain with the sun and the or its lovely promise won't come true."
Than call me the nightfall the colder than death a winter unending that's stolen her

Dead and famous at last made it
Her face
shameless
The death of
Endarkened
Crowned an yet stricken of life
The headlines read "Young --- Dead!"
of her lifesblood and nourished with shit


Silent the
Vengeance is

In is where she waits for me
Seductress in sin
The succubus

The funeral has ceased you can all at ease
My desire be not to again
now disappear leaving legend to fear
So lock every door from now until eternity

Dead and famous at last she's it
Her mangled
shameless
The death of
times
Crowned an yet stricken of life
The read "Young Starlet --- Dead!"
Drained of her and nourished with shit


I am the
is mine

I watched the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken
For a moments I feel I am the god of which they speak
I the
Her crooked smile my of hatred
of the beast
The god of which they