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 dancing just for you

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

Mistress the sucking pit

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

Amongst suitors
She is bright and razor
A of woe up-rooter
A viper still at

Shes alkaline and far
As as clementines
This mistress the sucking pit

All the world crawls lovesick at her
The are passing observations
Her is music, her legs go on
got full orchestration
And known to use it
But trepidation is a far song

Mistress the sucking pit

Oh God
It is midnight in the

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

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

For all lit up the shades
To Italian pews
And corners great vases stand
Abrim with of naked dais with you

Mistress the sucking pit

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

Amongst dull
She's bright and razor
A of woe uprooter
A still at heart

She's alkaline and far
Fluidic,
This mistress from the pit

The waiters pass in gilded
glasses sparkling too
The tonight rows magical
Like the finest threw

And at it's heart a mythic
Her of purest hue
Whose is unquestionable
But duties are askew

For the airs and divine graces
A tornado whirls
On the precipice of her kiss
The dwells deep inside this girl

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

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

Mistress from the pit

The wine has sat and breathed last
In blood red ruby
I find you by the hearth
A blaze of hair

down an angel's face
To pool the breasts
man minds have wondered on
But only I

And then I'm yours, the crown
Of Venus in my
rip hard the eiderdown
Desire

mountain, every route
My wanton must take
To taste that forbidden fruit
Before your blood-lust to