Luyện nghe bài hát Temptress Luna

And she rides the world of her own majestic mountain. And
the snow 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 breath of
gods in her hair, and she runs to meet the night. Against
the shallow of the spiders sigh, drinking the silver
through her veins, a starry alive. She can't ever come
down, ever come back, she's not here. A lust of the
common, at her, screaming, but only you can see her. She
dances the ablaze, lit like the fire of hell.
and natural, the kundalini of the soul. Come into my
parlour, the red, the blood of the moon washing to
of death.

An anthem requiem for the of the souls, the chosen come.
The willowy silence of the grave, the of the new time, the
damp and waiting like the serpents of the earth.

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