Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress from the Sucking Pit

Oh God
It is in the labyrinth

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

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

Mistress from the pit

All the world lovesick at her feet
The stars are observations
Her voice is music, her go on
Shes got full
And known to use it
But trepidation is a far slicker

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

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

All the world crawls lovesick at her
The stars are observations
Her voice is music, her go on
She's got full
And been 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 in the labyrinth

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

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

from the sucking pit

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

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

alkaline and far acidic
Fluidic,
mistress from the sucking pit

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

And at heart a mythic queen
Her skin of hue
beauty is unquestionable
But whose duties are

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

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

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

Mistress the sucking pit

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

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

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

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