Luyện nghe bài hát Shadows 'neath The Black Pyramid

I hearken to the grisly of nameless fiends,
Black jaws blasphemy,
the witch-song, darkly sweet,
The sounds cross Dagon's mere,
Shadow-gate (portal to the Pyramid) yawns wide, beckoning...
Spells in blood and frosty rime,
Squamous god encoils the shrine,
(by the stone) I am enraptured by ophidian eyes.
odour of engorged flesh,
Vaults of horror,
Embraced by delerium, balms anoint me.
Veils of frost entwine me in the of baleful moon-cursed dreams,
I hear the Ones whispering ancient spells in the long-dead tongues,
There is the gleam of blackened steel in the torchlight,
And I embrace the of sublime forgetfulness...
By the of the burning skulls,
Beneath the Well of the Flame,
In the vaults of the gods,
Shackled to the bleeding stone.
Squamous orbs, black sword, deep, blood oath.
shapes dancing in the mist,
(Serpent-tongued) priestess bares her flesh,
Shadows crawl to the stones,
The Fiends exult in rapture.
Tomb-worms on carnal blood,
Trickling wraith-carved stone,
laughter echoes through the vaults,
Black-winged, cruel as steel.
In the of Black Flame, squamous shapes writhe,
A dark tide of follows me,
Ravening unleashed to feed,
Incantations in torrents from my lips...
and fiends whirl to my bidding...
Horrors the pyramid.
(Lyrics: Byron, Music: & Chris)