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 wyrm-horn cross dagon's mere,
Shadow-gate (portal to the pyramid) yawns wide, beckoning...
Spells in blood and frosty rime,
Squamous God the onyx shrine,
(by the bleeding stone) I am by ophidian eyes.

odour of engorged flesh,
Vaults of horror,
Embraced by delerium, balms anoint me.

Veils of entwine me in the haze of baleful moon-cursed dreams,
I hear the high ones whispering ancient in the long-dead tongues,
There is the gleam of blackened steel in the torchlight,
And I embrace the balm of forgetfulness...

By the blaze of the skulls,
the well of the black flame,
In the vaults of the gods,
Shackled to the slime-smeared stone.
Squamous orbs, sword, drink deep, blood oath.

Supine shapes in the mist,
(serpent-tongued) priestess her pale flesh,
Shadows crawl to the stones,
The eternal fiends in rapture.

Tomb-worms bloat on blood,
Trickling onto stone,
laughter echoes through the vaults,
Black-winged, cruel as steel.
In the well of black flame, shapes writhe,
A dark of shadows follows me,
Ravening unleashed to feed,
Incantations in torrents from my lips...

Wraiths and whirl to my bidding...
'neath the pyramid.