Luyện nghe bài hát The Lamia

The grows richer
He knows he must be
He a long passageway
Lit by

Each step he
The perfumes
familiar fragrance
To strange
A chamber
his eye

Inside, a long water pool
Is shrouded by mist
Stepping in the silence
With a warm breeze he's kissed

he is quite alone
He enters the room, as if it his own
But ripples on the sweet pink
some company unthought of

Rael astonished
his sight
by beauty
Gripped in

vermilion snakes
Of face
The smallest
with grace

Muted
Fill the echoing
But there is no of warning
In the call

"Rael
We are the of the pool
We been waiting
For our to bring you cool"

fear beside him
He trusts in blind
He slips into the
Leaving his shredded behind

their tongues
They test, and judge all that is mine
They move in a series of
That glide up and my spine

As nibble the fruit of my flesh
I feel no
a magic
That a name stain

With the first
Of my in their veins
Their faces are
In pains
The cries, "We all
Have you Rael'"

Each empty snakelike body
Silent in empty boats
A sourness fills the room
The harvest of a dying bloom

for motion
I know I not find
I the curls now turning pale
In I'd lain entwined

O Lamia, flesh that remains
I will take as my
It is the scent of garlic that
On my fingers

behind me
The turns icy blue
The are dimmed
And once again the is set for you