Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress from the Sucking Pit

Oh God
It is midnight in the

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

The dead leaves rustle on the manor
As a light whispers through
The call of wolves, the owls
Our screams shall soon soar too

Mistress from the pit

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

Amongst dull
She is bright and sharp
A tree of woe
A viper at heart

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

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

from the sucking pit

Oh God
It is in the labyrinth

by her postulant gaze
Like on a plinth
I am in her embrace
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 retreat
To dark pews
And corners where great stand
with thoughts of naked dais with you

Mistress from the pit

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

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

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

The waiters pass in frames
glasses sparkling too
The tonight rows magical
Like the finest Venice

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

For the airs and divine graces
A slim whirls
On the of her poisonous kiss
The Devil dwells deep this girl

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

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

Mistress the sucking pit

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

Cascading an angel's face
To pool about the
That man have wondered on
But I caress

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

Every mountain, route
My wanton tongue take
To taste once forbidden fruit
your blood-lust starts to