Luyện nghe bài hát Temptress Luna

And she rides the world of her own majestic mountain. And
remembering the and the demons, she flies... Across a
scarlet forever, with a shimmering more divine. The ride
the sabbat, just a breeze across her path. The of unborn
gods blows in her hair, and she runs to meet the night.
the shallow of the spiders sigh, drinking the silver
through her veins, a starry sanguine alive. She can't ever
down, come back, she's not here. A pitiful lust of the
common, at her, screaming, but only you can see her. She
dances the ablaze, lit like the fire of hell.
Spontaneous and natural, the of the soul. Come into my
parlour, the red, the blood of the moon washing to
of death.

An anthem requiem for the refuge of the souls, the come.
The silence of the grave, the sight of the new time, the
tombs damp and waiting the serpents of the earth.

Quiet lucid sighing, a like no other, deep and dark and
mystic in the lure of the ending. Monstrous of her mind, a
dark, consuming nothing and creating the web. An abyss
of sorrow, in the battles of ghouls and laughter, run to
penetrate the storm. She like the new death, the lost
transformation, the circle of the invisible. And her
consciousness passes between rats, between traps, she
wants it no more. Forever above the height of the wind,
the view of the nightshade differs, as the fires the path
silent. She rides her own majesty. Quiet lucid sighing,
like no other, deep and dark and mystic in the lure of the
But as the sun dies with forever, her crown evermore.