Luyện nghe bài hát The Cult Of Venus Aversa

I am She

Mistress of the
Of
offender
And succour to
sweet seductions and wicked rites
Lead all too enslaved by the
To trespass against holy law
And tonight I for you

Midnight strikes, the candles
Muttering recking spells
I snuff their tongues, my a-flutter
These words i are gates to Hell

belli
In hoc vinces
vos liberabit
Casus
In hoc vinces
In aeternum,

The of death is rent
In this ornamental
In ventures down the
Tormenting me secrets so anathema
And now the grate
I relate, to end this curse
I'll break through spires to escape my
Am I too or just perverse?

strikes, the candles sputter
Muttering recking spells
I snuff their tongues, my a-flutter
These words i speak are gates to

So the blight
Near the of a frightened village
the rites of unimaginable sin
And the howling on the
Chills the for fear of spillage

Where nightfall to be
Blessed with best
Its no caressed by

from the crusades
Have a church, more masquerade
In which they worship mass

They came from dust and
By the Red Sea on dead
claims of blasphemy

And
fed them back to us

Knights of holy wars, inviting
Of infidelities
In the of cryptic lands
And desert
found just cause

and their entourage
stars
They relics and parts
Of
And evil left to clerics

With Muslim plunder built their sect
To the composite
An sphinx, open, erect
in its closet display

Spawn of Lilith and
First and the snake
In thrall like pawns its spell
The templars to astute surrender
Sabbatical,
They its monstrous bur
Whit a kings ransom of jewels
The embodiment of beast and

Many moons the proved the
Of beautiful
Darkness

Then one eve when the trees
Outside, back, unnerved
The form those impatient teased
from the black beyond of nowhere

A woman, summoned
Comming
Statuesque, but living
Draping nakedness about their pagan

She came Lilith, a perfect
The scarlet
Skinned in
In her
She only slew a few of

Born of a sacrifice, a price
For the with a Goddess
She prowled the again
man
With the surging of her

Midnight strikes, the sputter
Muttering their recking
I snuff their tongues, my heart
These i speak are gates to Hell

Casus
In hoc signo
vos liberabit
Casus
In hoc vinces
In aeternum,