Luyện nghe bài hát Medusa and Hemlock

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

In the mist
We lay in welcome by the western
With the five kiss
For every soul
From the abyss
Where nature's congregate
With a cold wish
To see the man burning

The wind, she
the graveyards of our hearts
Wreathed in
As she her witchcraft
We breathe,
Of the conquering

Medusa and

past, fires cast
Ashen this Halloween
We are set now to beherit the
Widdershins, death
To fashion to gallows scenes
Sprites to discredit rebirth

In the mist
We lay in by the western gate
With the five kiss
For every soul
From the fecund
nature's travesties congregate
With a stone cold
To see the wicker man

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

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

Under pagan veneer snakes a
makes the stars
Grieve, to be
Uncharted on eve
When part of me a path
Through your constellations

Medusa and

to black, hinges crack
Rituals obscenities
Sheets of demons insanity skies
Tread the salt, the dead
Preachers beg our
warmth in humanity's eyes

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