Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress from the Sucking Pit

Oh God
It is in the labyrinth

The night is set to taint the painted
is our cue
The candelabra flicker at your gall
I swear they're just for you

The dead leaves rustle on the lawns
As a light breeze whispers
The call of wolves, the lament
Our screams soon soar skyward too

Mistress from the pit

All the world crawls at her feet
The stars are passing
Her voice is music, her go on
Shes got orchestration
And known to use it
But is a far slicker song

Amongst suitors
She is bright and sharp
A tree of woe
A still at heart

Shes alkaline and far
As sweet as
This mistress from the pit

All the world lovesick at her feet
The stars are passing
Her voice is music, her go on
She's got full
And been to use it
But is a far slicker song

Mistress from the pit

Oh God
It is midnight in the

Embossed by her postulant
Like Medusa on a
I am in her embrace
Oh God
It is in the labyrinth

A fan of sinful eyes
Swim wide across the
This night, espied, your thin
Does for the sundered gloom

For all lit up the retreat
To Italian pews
And corners where vases stand
Abrim with thoughts of dais with you

Mistress the sucking pit

All the world crawls lovesick at her
The stars are passing
Her needs are dire, her are wrong
She burns with exultation a fiery vampire
For desperation is a far slicker

Amongst dull
She's and razor sharp
A tree of woe
A still at heart

She's and far acidic
Fluidic,
mistress from the sucking pit

The waiters pass in frames
glasses sparkling too
The ball tonight magical
Like the Venice threw

And at heart a mythic queen
Her skin of hue
Whose beauty is
But duties are askew

For beneath the and divine graces
A slim whirls
On the precipice of her poisonous
The Devil dwells deep inside girl

Embossed by her postulant
Like on a plinth
I am lost in her
Oh God
It is in the labyrinth

Embossed by her postulant
Like Medusa on a
I am lost in her
Oh God
It is midnight in the

Mistress the sucking pit

The wine has sat and it's last
In red ruby where
I you by the roaring hearth
A blaze of hair

Cascading down an face
To about the breasts
man minds have wondered on
But I caress

And then I'm yours, the velvet
Of Venus in my
Fists rip the eiderdown
Desire

Every mountain, every
My tongue must take
To that once forbidden fruit
your blood-lust starts to