Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Of Winter, Throned

I share Carmilla's
A gaunt mephitic
On the black of the glass
Peering the mirror
Deep and ominous
Consorting themes, I weave
Subservience from to lust

I am light
Sharp-eyed, impassive
the asafoetida
and petriachor
me panthered Faustia
With cunt and veiled
To prowl thy sanctum walls
In Tirgoviste to

Seduction, my art
A of tragedies inscribed upon the stars
Like thistled ruin, garbed thy heart
Bacchanal Cinderella, desirious midnight
Leaving thee as sacrifice asleep my arms
'Midst dreams of robed versed in sexual aftermath
When we ebb as tides together, carnal souls
And orgasms expire, come puppet wires and the

(Purge)

work in me
A supremacy
I asunder heaven as I would all enemies
Impaler
upon the sword
My lower lusts are sated, the herald war

I am thirst, hunger
Sacrament and
Nails raked in
When the cruel Countessa

Exalt!
The Queen of death-white enthroned
Evil resplendent, in dusk red seething
Foam-flecked nightmares drag a
Of Draconian

A love that never
as her winds
Stirring silhouettes to

When stars fall
And to drown in Her eyes
Is to ghosts within
To unhinge a sins
Death's dark vale

"Blessed be spells of winter
Unto us that with patience in
This secret
To storm our way another
As yes undone"

(Surge)

Desert claims
And
Visions of are driven from the sun

Before angels clasped
In their ochre flesh
Shall to thy advance

She is all to me
Mysterious,
The howling in the woods
When cold stars aligned

A moon looms; phosphorent, evil
vested in despotic upheaval
Silvering that scarlet forest snow
Forgotten ones enter as above, so

The groan aghast as ghostly pallored clouds are rent
When the drunken earth heaves, sweep seas to ascend
Sheol's dank haunted wilderness
Thy seal upon Nuit's starry to incense the sleepers, dead

of Winter, throned
The murderess lurked in caresses
masturbation
(Purity)

In raven feathered
with Death at chess
Their are many and the enemy

When the miscreants fell
She took to conjuring spells in the of the night
And the bestial floor shook with terrible
I before thee Queen
To our lusts on the blood of the weak
To rule heaven and worlds crawling
Satanic