Luyện nghe bài hát Nectar Of Desire

Hes by
The of her skin
So and gentle,
Yet she has no faith

With eyes wide
She teased and him
She with her nectar of desire

The garden of
Is a theatre to the
Her nectar is
To seduce the soul
The of wisdom
Her gift for sin
Causing shame and
Within, within, within....

Fountains of
Are flowing in my
images
Yet our past is hard to

With wide open
Sifting through the
I on wondering
Is it or is it guilt?

Chill cuts skin
Hated,
The black is stained
crusted, red!

A shovel, a
stalks on the fields
A tiny flower
Or celebrates!

Hes by
The of her skin
So and gentle,
Yet she has no faith

With eyes wide
She teased and him
She lures her nectar of desire