Luyện nghe bài hát Shadows 'neath The Black Pyramid

I hearken to the grisly of nameless fiends,
jaws drooling blasphemy,
Beyond the witch-song, sweet,
The sounds cross dagon's mere,
Shadow-gate (portal to the black pyramid) wide, beckoning...
scrawled in blood and frosty rime,
Squamous God encoils the shrine,
(by the bleeding stone) I am enraptured by 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 the high ones whispering ancient spells in the long-dead tongues,
There is the gleam of blackened in the flickering torchlight,
And I embrace the balm of forgetfulness...

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

shapes dancing in the mist,
(serpent-tongued) bares her pale flesh,
Shadows crawl to the stones,
The fiends exult in rapture.

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

Wraiths and whirl to my bidding...
Horrors the pyramid.