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

I the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces
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 dare know what underneath
Two bloodless halves of a dark dead
Whose dream turned the nightmare that dwells beneath our beds
How pathetically I broke her like a of porcelain
I found her primed for a raping that never be
In wanton fallacy the temptress played taunting charming fools like me
Her silhouette an whose sands of time would empty fast
"A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely promise come true."
Than call me the nightfall the than death a winter unending that's stolen her breath

Dead and famous at last made it
Her face
Haunting
The of peace
times
Crowned an immortal yet stricken of
The read "Young Starlet --- Dead!"
Drained of her lifesblood and with shit


Silent the
Vengeance is

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

The has ceased you can all rest at ease
My desire be not to again
I'll now disappear legend to fear
So lock every door tight now until eternity

Dead and famous at last made it
Her mangled
Smiling
The of peace
times
Crowned an immortal yet of life
The headlines read "Young --- Dead!"
of her lifesblood and nourished with shit


I am the
Vengeance is

I the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces
For a time 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 speak