Luyện nghe bài hát Shadows 'neath The Black Pyramid

I to the grisly murmer of nameless fiends,
jaws drooling blasphemy,
Beyond the witch-song, sweet,
The sounds cross Dagon's mere,
(portal to the Black Pyramid) yawns wide, beckoning...
Spells in blood and frosty rime,
Squamous god the onyx shrine,
(by the bleeding stone) I am enraptured by eyes.
Pungent of engorged flesh,
of eon-veiled horror,
Embraced by delerium, balms anoint me.
Veils of frost me in the haze of baleful moon-cursed dreams,
I hear the High Ones whispering ancient spells in the tongues,
There is the of blackened steel in the flickering torchlight,
And I the balm of sublime forgetfulness...
By the of the burning skulls,
the Well of the Black Flame,
In the of the dreaming gods,
Shackled to the bleeding stone.
Squamous orbs, sword, drink deep, blood oath.
Supine dancing in the mist,
(Serpent-tongued) priestess bares her flesh,
Shadows crawl to the stones,
The Fiends exult in rapture.
bloat on carnal blood,
Trickling onto stone,
Dark laughter through the vaults,
Black-winged, as envenomed steel.
In the of Black Flame, squamous shapes writhe,
A dark of shadows follows me,
fiends unleashed to feed,
Incantations pour in torrents my lips...
Wraiths and whirl to my bidding...
'neath the pyramid.
(Lyrics: Byron, Music: & Chris)