Luyện nghe bài hát The Lamia

The scent richer
He he must be near
He finds a passageway
Lit by

step he takes
The change
familiar fragrance
To strange
A chamber
his eye

Inside, a rose water pool
Is shrouded by fine
Stepping in the silence
With a warm breeze gently kissed

Thinking he is alone
He the room, as if it were his own
But ripples on the sweet water
Reveal company unthought of

Rael stands
Doubting his
by beauty
Gripped in

Three vermilion
Of female
The smallest
Filled grace

Muted
Fill the hall
But is no sign of warning
In the call

"Rael
We are the Lamia of the
We have waiting
For our to bring you cool"

Putting beside him
He trusts in beauty
He slips into the
Leaving his clothes behind

With their
They test, taste and judge all is mine
They move in a series of
That glide up and down my

As they nibble the of my flesh
I no pain
a magic
That a name stain

With the drop
Of my in their veins
Their are convulsed
In pains
The cries, "We all
loved you Rael'"

Each empty body floats
sorrow in empty boats
A sickly sourness the room
The bitter harvest of a bloom

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

O Lamia, your that remains
I will as my food
It is the scent of garlic lingers
On my fingers

Looking me
The water icy blue
The are dimmed
And once again the is set for you