Luyện nghe bài hát Soft White Throat

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

Spare me from the
Clawing my door
me from the ghouls
That to gnaw my fingers

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

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

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

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

Crepuscular, the in her
Went
maps aflame
Before her ran colder

And muscular, the final
In her spilled
her back
I saw an angel her coma

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

And in the glow from her parting gift
Never there lay, curves like snowdrifts
A so frozen in bliss
to warm the dead to a standing ovation

Spare me the wolves
Clawing past my
Tear me the ghouls
That to gnaw my fingers

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

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

And muscular, the thrust
In her spilled
Smothering her
I was the devil on her

Dear Lord I cry, I die
Grant me the taste of
One final time I should hide
When seraph call me above

And remorse not stay my course
From debt, wept
ask no more of you my Lord
Save that my soul in hell is