Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress from the Sucking Pit

Oh God
It is midnight in the

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

The dead rustle on the manor lawns
As a breeze whispers through
The call of wolves, the lament
Our screams shall soon soar too

Mistress the sucking pit

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

Amongst suitors
She is and razor sharp
A of woe up-rooter
A viper at heart

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

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

from the sucking pit

Oh God
It is midnight in the

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

A peacock fan of eyes
wide across the room
This night, espied, your disguise
Does wonders for the sundered

For all lit up the shades
To dark pews
And corners where great stand
Abrim with thoughts of naked dais you

Mistress the sucking pit

All the world crawls at her feet
The are passing observations
Her are dire, her rites are wrong
She with exultation like a fiery vampire
For is a far slicker song

dull suitors
She's bright and razor
A tree of woe
A viper still at

alkaline and far acidic
Fluidic,
mistress from the sucking pit

The pass in gilded frames
With glasses too
The ball tonight magical
Like the Venice threw

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

For beneath the airs and divine
A tornado whirls
On the precipice of her poisonous
The Devil deep inside this girl

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

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

Mistress the sucking pit

The has sat and breathed it's last
In blood red where
I find you by the hearth
A of golden hair

Cascading down an angel's
To about the breasts
man minds have wondered on
But I caress

And I'm yours, the velvet crown
Of in my hands
Fists rip the eiderdown
Desire

mountain, every route
My wanton must take
To taste that once fruit
Before your starts to