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

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

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

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

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

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

The grinned full, the games were chaste
When the children first
Now midnight crawl apace
To darken counsel with their

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

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

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

Each murdered son, frozen rose
Handpicked was fed
To the sumptuous one in black and
Whose lives were thrown in the dead

The candles lit, the was set
As it was in sainted
When censers swung and hung
On the of Orleans on the painted Seine

Now the castle floats in the drifting fog, torn from moorings
a shipwreck dredged from hell
As innocents entreat a shifting God, their voices
On a silver tide to heaven, on a knife edge as they

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

vomited
The restless bells of
Peeled skin from broken bones
Of cut from the nicks of time

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

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

So unique was the of his poisoned heart
And it's sordid, crack
No further atrocity could possibly
Unrewarded, bored he turned his

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