Luyện nghe bài hát Medusa and Hemlock

Dim the lights, the rites
Toss the puerile away
We are gashing from a venomous
Burning bright, dead of
stain 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
Wreathed in
As she her witchcraft
We breathe,
Of the conquering

and hemlock

Harvest past, fires
Ashen shades this
We are set now to the earth
Widdershins, death
To fashion to gallows scenes
Sprites rising to rebirth

In the samhain
We lay in welcome by the gate
With the fold kiss
For every returning
the fecund abyss
Where nature's travesties
a stone cold wish
To see the man burning

The wind, she
Through the of our hearts
in leaves
As she weaves her
We breathe,
Of the dark

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

pagan veneer snakes a fear
That the stars
Grieve, to be
Uncharted on eve
part of me chars a path
Through your constellations

and hemlock

Back to black, hinges
Rituals obscenities
of demons rush insanity skies
Tread the salt, the exult
Preachers beg our
Seeking warmth in eyes

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