Luyện nghe bài hát Malice Through the Looking Glass

Take away the wine for plagues me
I am assailed by a profounder
Than and grief or the sum of their hideous crime

I shalt suffer this of mine
the sun to set, crimsoning seas
Only once it is doth my misery cease

She to a sky dressed in flame
Eyes full of for her killers by choice
Who to their god over her vision and voice

I am as dusk come to ravish in the
Steal me from their stares and mute Christ night
I will answer thy prayers if thou wouldst drink of my

Encroaching evening skies die with such
And interred in cold graves dwell on pleasures to be
In deep hysteria where our still breathes
Through sweet death and thereafter sweeping nightmares shalt