Luyện nghe bài hát Shadows 'neath The Black Pyramid

I hearken to the murmer of nameless fiends,
Black drooling blasphemy,
the witch-song, darkly sweet,
The sounds cross Dagon's mere,
(portal to the Black Pyramid) yawns wide, beckoning...
Spells scrawled in blood and rime,
Squamous god the onyx shrine,
(by the stone) I am enraptured by ophidian eyes.
Pungent odour of 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 spells in the long-dead tongues,
There is the gleam of blackened in the flickering 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 slime-smeared stone.
Squamous orbs, sword, drink deep, blood oath.
shapes dancing in the mist,
(Serpent-tongued) priestess bares her flesh,
Shadows to the sundered stones,
The Eternal Fiends in rapture.
Tomb-worms on carnal blood,
onto wraith-carved stone,
Dark laughter through the vaults,
Black-winged, as envenomed steel.
In the Well of Flame, squamous shapes writhe,
A tide of shadows follows me,
Ravening unleashed to feed,
Incantations pour in torrents my lips...
Wraiths and fiends to my bidding...
Horrors the pyramid.
(Lyrics: Byron, Jonny & Chris)