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

Sometimes I beheaded them with daggers, with punyards, with
Sometimes I suspended in my room
From a or by a hook and cords and strangled them
And when they languishing
I committed with the evils of the flesh [Incomprehensible]

The evening air laps about
The stagnant moat that Tiffauges claims as dusk now slips
Where to run, the rotten tongue
Of a Gtterdmerung has started licking like a flame

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Each murdered son, each frozen
Handpicked was fed
To the one in black and those
Whose lives 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 in the drifting fog, torn from it's moorings
Like a dredged from hell
As innocents entreat a shifting God, voices soaring
On a silver tide to heaven, on a edge as they fell

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

vomited
The restless bells of
Peeled back from broken bones
Of angels cut from the nicks of

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

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

So unique was the beat of his poisoned
And sordid, morbid crack
No further atrocity could possibly
Unrewarded, bored he turned his

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