Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress from the Sucking Pit

Oh God
It is midnight in the

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

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

Mistress the sucking pit

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

dull suitors
She is bright and razor
A tree of woe
A viper at heart

Shes and far acidic
As sweet as
mistress from the sucking pit

All the world crawls at her feet
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 slicker

Mistress the sucking pit

Oh God
It is midnight in the

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

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

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

Mistress from the pit

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

dull suitors
She's bright and sharp
A of woe uprooter
A viper at heart

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

The waiters pass in gilded
With glasses too
The ball rows magical
Like the finest threw

And at heart 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 of her poisonous kiss
The dwells deep inside this girl

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

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

Mistress the sucking pit

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

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

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

mountain, every route
My tongue must take
To taste that once forbidden
Before your starts to