Luyện nghe bài hát Soft White Throat

A in league with the great thief night
In an overthrow of woven
Slid in to rob the
She to the air with thin deliberation

me from the wolves
Clawing past my
Tear me from the
That start to gnaw my

Following her
And beat that spoke
I kissed her risen,
Soft throat
white throat

Incense lit at perfection's
Has never burnt so sweet
As the fragrance of her
When her lips met with such imagination

Bear me to the
The dour of bells
Scare me their boon
Of bitter graveyards

her fear
I veered her coat
Of soft white on
Soft white

Crepuscular, the in her
supernova
Setting aflame
Before her ran colder

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

I to eyes
Of a past that once
Teaching through jaded pupils
Now shone like glass in hell, in hell

And doused in the glow from her gift
Never there lay, with like snowdrifts
A beauty so in bliss
Slumped to warm the dead to a ovation

me from the wolves
Clawing my door
Tear me from the
That to gnaw my fingers

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

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

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

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

And should not stay my course
debt, addresses wept
Will ask no more of you my
Save that my soul in hell is