Luyện nghe bài hát Medusa and Hemlock

Dim the lights, wrong the
the puerile cross away
We are gashing a venomous womb
Burning bright, dead of
Pyres a milky way
Lust is the dark side of the moon

In the samhain
We lay in welcome by the western
With the fold kiss
For every returning
the fecund abyss
Where travesties congregate
With a cold wish
To see the man burning

The wind, she
Through the graveyards of our
in dreams
As she her witchcraft
We breathe,
Of the dark

Medusa and

Harvest past, fires
Ashen this Halloween
We are set now to beherit the
Widdershins, begins
To fashion fete to scenes
Sprites to discredit rebirth

In the mist
We lay in welcome by the gate
With the five fold
For soul returning
From the abyss
Where nature's travesties
With a stone wish
To see the man burning

The wind, she
Through the forest of our
Wreathed in
As she her witchcraft
We breathe,
Of the dark

I will trace the knot of serpents in hair
Plot your face, then ascending stares
You shall pluck me, masked, roses in despair
Tasting my blood that from worming tongue like prayer

Under pagan snakes a fear
That makes the
Grieve, to be
Uncharted on eve
When part of me chars a
Through your constellations

and hemlock

Back to black, crack
Rituals obscenities
Sheets of rush insanity skies
the salt, the dead exult
Preachers beg our
Seeking warmth in eyes

We who kept the candle by the
We who the candle on the cult