Luyện nghe bài hát Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium

The destroying genius of
Will shroud the world with lies
the cobbles, his abode named Dis
Portraits have spoken their masters
Icons with kisses, tell me who seen this
Failing tapestries
Depict the prince of virtues
In almost rhapsody
to the sound of the knell
The Patchetic stench of dying
our fall is certain
Limbs entwined in contoursion

put off your veil
Your is blameless
And I shudder for it

A hot May makes a fat
And Lychfowel breed in chaotic
Her cry was the saddest of all sounds
Trauma hard the hearts of Kin
away by a moments sadness
They say rage is a brief
By way of the farewell
Give to nature what we first did take
And monuments would fill
The agendas' of and Queens
In silence our bleed
The holy voice torn by the gale

Make all honey and the flies will devour you
is a game where both players cheat
Gone is the tale of and Leander
Women are yet wedlock's the devil
To have and to hold but no longer parts
Harlots and sluts, whores of our
Expose their vaginas'
who have no will of their own
Hold their souls towards the bloom
Are you rich oh lord of
As you your wears of cruelty
up so you look the part
So blind, ignorance you wear
Quite brutal beyond
Sores that weep their septic
Dragged out through war torn
And death shall on us all
The mills of God grind
The light of that which is most divine

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

Make yourself all honey and the will devour you