Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Shadows Crawl To Darken Counsel With Life

Sometimes I beheaded with daggers, with punyards, with knives
Sometimes I them in my room
From a pole or by a and cords and strangled them
And when were languishing
I committed with them the evils of the flesh

The evening air thick about
The stagnant moat that Tiffauges claims as dusk now away
taught to run, the rotten tongue
Of a hotter Gtterdmerung has started like a flame

Whispers in the dismal mist are full of promises
Black rites begun in earnest, hell's hungry furnace

Behold the bold of the dark side
Demonic climbing, ill fated stars aligning
Tonight these sights are guaranteed to feed the
The of blood is rising, his gifts will be providing

Unmasked, the phantom De Rais
the furthest tower wherein death is sucking the hour
Their, throttled gasps to foreplay
And drooling razors to come unspool red secrets from the young

The moon grinned full, the games were
When the children arrived
Now midnight shadows crawl
To darken counsel their lives

Flesh and ecstasy, a sport to immortal of the highest order
Wherein devilry sway
Behind blind walls where cockatrice squalled
Their songs of necronomicon, they spoke of Gilles De

Behold the bold inauguration of the side
passions climbing, ill fated stars aligning
Tonight these are guaranteed to feed the master
The tide of blood is rising, his gifts be providing

Unmasked, the Lord De Rais
Haunts the furthest tower death is sucking the hour
Their, throttled gasps tantamount to
And drooling next to come unspool red secrets from the young

murdered son, each frozen rose
Handpicked was fed
To the one in black and those
Whose were thrown in with the dead

The lit, the stage was set
As it was in days
When swung and banners hung
On the siege of Orleans on the Seine

Now the castle floats in the drifting fog, torn it's moorings
Like a dredged from hell
As innocents entreat a God, their voices soaring
On a silver to heaven, on a knife edge as they fell

The blade would in virulent arcs
wounds would stretch away
By the fireside, warmed to creative
Of the monster Gilles De Rais, gilded De Rais

vomited
The restless bells of
Peeled back skin from broken
Of angels cut from the of time

Festering faces with eyes
The kept to be thrust inside
Gaping necromantic from the mantle
Caked in kissed goodbyes, caked in goodbyes

Days faded in decay, the stench of perfume
No horror in the glades of man was left for Barron to

So unique was the beat of his poisoned
And it's sordid, morbid
No atrocity could possibly surpass
Unrewarded, he turned his back

The air laps thick about
The that Tiffauges claims as dusk now slips away
Where taught to run, the tongue
Of a hotter Gtterdmerung has started licking like a