Luyện nghe bài hát Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium

The destroying of idols
Will shroud the world utter lies
the cobbles, his abode named Dis
Portraits have spoken their masters
Icons with kisses, tell me who seen this
Enochian tapestries
Depict the prince of fallen
In poetic rhapsody
Masterbate to the sound of the
The Patchetic stench of children
Perhaps our is certain
Limbs entwined in contoursion

Please put off veil
Your is blameless
And I for knowing it

A hot May a fat churchyard
And Lychfowel breed in chaotic
Her cry was the saddest of all earth's
bites hard the hearts of Kin
Swept away by a moments
They say is a brief madness
By way of the beloved's
back to nature what we first did take
And monuments would slowly
The of Kings and Queens
In silence our bleed
The holy torn away by the gale

Make yourself all honey and the flies devour you
Love is a game where players cheat
Gone is the tale of and Leander
Women are angels yet wedlock's the
To have and to hold but death no parts
and sluts, whores of our world
Expose their vaginas'
Many who have no of their own
Hold their souls towards the sinister
Are you rich oh of vanity
As you peddle wears of cruelty
Dressed up so you look the
So blind, ignorance you wear
Quite brutal beyond
that weep their septic tears
Dragged out through war torn
And death feast on us all
The mills of God grind
The adorable light of that which is most

The fascination of her
With of awe and splendour
in simplicity
So at your faith rewards you
Through fields enriched pastel shade
And lavenders soft to smell
You and drink wine of no great age
Nature does the farthest shores
Face to your angelic host
All in you imperishably kept
Is God your wish and all your
If your body is frail yes by all means

yourself all honey and the flies will devour you