Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Damask (The Fog)

Now have I become?
It's more in my heart.
the ice in your lungs.

Hail elegance as we in the lust of pure destruction.
"Miss Cadaverous", let me the darkness in your eyes.

I am yours.
Like the of a corpse.
With a bound by ache
it doesn't beat it breaks.

I am

I sew my shut just to sleep.
We're in all the webs we weave
No sonnet for the deceased.
They lie awake just to hear you

Strip the world and paint it fucking
Now have you become?
You once like home
Now a in the fog.

The funeral song of misery was on keys of ivory
"Miss Cadaverous", me who you really fucking are

In my I am yours
a paleness I adore
With a heart by pain
Though it doesn't it breaks

I am

I sew my shut just to sleep.
We're in all the webs we weave
No for the recently deceased.
They lie just to hear you...

Right here, now
Burn it down
Oh what a mess I have of my life

"His are around me,
His in my eyes"
my face from the light
"The man is having me for dinner tonight"

I am

Now go back to the start, I still hear her
But she's in the fog

I sew my eyes shut to sleep.
We're in all the webs we weave
No sonnet for the deceased.
They lie awake just to you scream

Strip the
And paint it black

Your "love" is a frail disguise
To hide the pain your eyes
In lullabies

We all down
Your "love" is just your
The antidote of demise
In lacerated
We all down.