Luyện nghe bài hát The Lamia

The scent grows
He knows he must be
He finds a passageway
Lit by

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

Inside, a long rose water
Is by fine mist
Stepping in the silence
With a warm he's gently kissed

he is quite alone
He the room, as if it were his own
But on the sweet pink water
Reveal some unthought of

Rael astonished
his sight
Struck by
Gripped in

vermilion snakes
Of face
The smallest
Filled grace

melodies
Fill the echoing
But there is no of warning
In the siren's

"Rael
We are the Lamia of the
We been waiting
For our waters to you cool"

Putting fear him
He trusts in beauty
He into the nectar
Leaving his clothes behind

With tongues
They test, taste and judge all is mine
They move in a of caresses
That up and down my spine

As nibble the fruit of my flesh
I no pain
a magic
That a name would

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

Each snakelike body floats
Silent sorrow in empty
A sickly fills the room
The bitter of a dying bloom

for motion
I know I will not
I stroke the now turning pale
In which I'd entwined

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

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