Luyện nghe bài hát Mannequin

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

Be my

I remember
How it was that we met
Curve of and haunted shore
The stars were not Heaven sent

Did we come
At masked balls
In silks and flesh and
Or did we come at

I dreamt a castle
The song of wolves
And eyes that with fire
As they have

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

At
Dressed her like the
In autumn gowns that pinned her
To be my

Be my

poised on winter
But never would she
My Lovecraft and witch heart
That in her wake

We kissed on balconies
A law her own
Thirteenth commandment
Of pressed to stone

Turning with fantasies
That God alone would
We graced the
With the excess of Rome

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

Led to worlds
By the she curled within
I took their to see her
Be my

Be my

I tongued the at Louvers
But not one possessed
Her right, an archetype
For mortal