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

I watch the bitter tears slalom grief stricken faces
For a moments time I feel I am the god of which speak
Under the guise of I masquerade in thrilling mockery
An erection begrudgingly from twixt my silken Sunday pleats

The coffin is sealed face to go
But I dare know what lies
Two halves of a dark flower dead
Whose dream turned the that dwells beneath our darkened beds
How pathetically I broke her a doll of porcelain
I her primed for a raping that could never be
In wanton the temptress played deceiving taunting charming fools like me
Her silhouette an hourglass whose sands of would empty fast
"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 that's stolen her breath

Dead and famous at she's made it
Her face
shameless
The of peace
times
Crowned an immortal yet stricken of
The headlines read "Young --- Dead!"
Drained of her lifesblood and nourished shit


Silent the
Vengeance is

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

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

Dead and famous at last she's it
Her mangled
Smiling
The of peace
Endarkened
Crowned an immortal yet of life
The read "Young Starlet --- Dead!"
Drained of her lifesblood and nourished shit


I am the
Vengeance is

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