Luyện nghe bài hát Mannequin

Led to other
By the girls she curled
I took their to see her
Be my

Be my

I cannot
How it was that we met
Curve of moon and haunted
The stars were not those Heaven

Did we together
At palatial balls
In and flesh and leather
Or did we at all?

I dreamt a castle
The eerie of wolves
And eyes that danced fire
As they forevermore

Our of sin
Have long a hymn
To him
Whom by slip of whim

At
her like the wind
In autumn gowns that her down
To be my

Be my

poised on winter
But would she break
My Lovecraft and black heart
That pounded in her

We on distant balconies
A law her own
Thirteenth dark
Of figures pressed to

cream with fantasies
That God alone would
We graced the
the sweet excess of Rome

Flagrant in the
Our were deeply carved
On the of life
In dead languages

Led to other
By the girls she curled
I took skins to see her
Be my

Be my

I tongued the nuns at
But not one word
Her divine right, an
For goddesses