Luyện nghe bài hát Soft White Throat

A voyeur in league the great thief night
In an of woven light
Slid in to rob the
She whispered to the air with deliberation

Spare me the wolves
past my door
Tear me from the
That to gnaw my fingers

her heart
And every that spoke
I kissed her risen,
Soft white
Soft throat

Incense lit at feet
Has never burnt so sickly
As the of her breath
her lips met death with such imagination

Bear me to the
The dour of bells
Scare me with their
Of winters graveyards

Swallowing her
I beneath her coat
Of soft white on
white throat

Crepuscular, the in her
supernova
Setting maps
Before her veins ran

And muscular, the final
In her spilled
Covering her
I saw an angel lift her

I fell to
Of a bestial past that
Teaching grief jaded pupils
Now shone celestial glass in hell, in hell

And doused in the glow from her parting
Never there lay, with curves snowdrifts
A beauty so frozen in
Slumped to warm the to a standing ovation

Spare me the wolves
Clawing my door
me from the ghouls
That start to gnaw my

Following her
And every that spoke
I her risen, naked
white throat
Soft white

Crepuscular, the in her
supernova
Setting maps
Before her veins ran

And muscular, the final
In her spilled
Smothering her
I was the on her shoulder

Dear I cry, before I die
Grant me the of love
One final lest I should hide
When seraph call me above

And should remorse not my course
From debt, wept
Will ask no more of you my
Save that my soul in is kept