Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Of Winter, Throned

I share mask
A gaunt mephitic
On the black of the glass
Peering through the
dark and ominous
Consorting themes, demons I
Subservience from to lust

I am Corinthian
Sharp-eyed, impassive
Burn the
and petriachor
Lure me Faustia
With and veiled womb
To thy inner sanctum walls
In to resume

Seduction, my art
A pantheon of inscribed upon the stars
Like thistled ruin, garbed around thy
Bacchanal Cinderella, desirious midnight
Leaving thee as sacrifice asleep within my
'Midst dreams of robed redemption versed in aftermath
When we ebb as together, carnal souls entwined
And orgasms expire, puppet wires and the blind

(Purge)

Fires in me
A supremacy
I tear asunder heaven as I would all
Impaler
Flesh the sword
My lower lusts are sated, the herald war

I am thirst, spearheaded
Sacrament and
Nails in savagery
When the cruel came

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

A love that never
Nefarious as her
Stirring to rise

When stars pale
And to drown back in Her
Is to madden within
To a thousand sins
From Death's vale

"Blessed be these spells of
Unto us that wait patience in
secret garden
To storm our way another
As yes undone"

(Surge)

Desert Eden
And
of Utopia are driven from the sun

Before thee clasped
In nakedness ochre flesh
Shall to thy advance

She is all to me
Mysterious,
The in the deep woods
cold festal stars aligned

A lurid looms; phosphorent, evil
Yesod vested in upheaval
Silvering wolves that forest snow
Forgotten ones enter as above, so

The trees groan aghast as ghostly pallored clouds are
When the drunken earth heaves, sweep aside seas to
From dank haunted wilderness
Thy seal upon starry vault to incense the sleepers, dead

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

In raven feathered
Sides with Death at
Their pawns are and the enemy

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