Luyện nghe bài hát Mother Of Serpents

Oh do not for a thing
'Lest the punish you with it all
The you're looking for you'll never find
In this
For all the auguries
Oracles drunk with a spring
sought the three-faced Hecate
Cursing
On nights
For is more
Forever or never
Never or
Seek not the of the world
The fleeting of things soon gone
The flowers of the meadow spiders suck
Black as
look for coins in the ground
Don't turn the roadside
And don't you too long on a crossroads
On moonless
This for kings of Argos
This for their gold and
Opium, and milk
Up on the navel of the
Beneath the of Serpents
The of life
Burn our sibylline
In the fires of a Roman
do we go
Mother of
I want to know
The night and Erebus
And threefold Hecate of hundred
Who minds or who injured love
On moonless
Oh don't eat the snow
And don't you never all thy heart
believe the voices of the dead
On nights
This for a from the ground
This for what's mine
- ever look behind
Our of the Serpents