Luyện nghe bài hát The Nun with the Astral Habit

The world was her cloister, the abbess
In the convent at all hallows
A pearl in an she shone like a star
Augmenting her sisterhoods

Her singing angels
And melted hearts
Her choirs inspired the
For the lost holy grail, the Benedict
And the of the Catholic Church

But if one
One precious thing
Would darken this
would be such consequences

Like the night Sister
in from the freezing cold
No candles would light at evening

The passed by without a sigh
But came thick with dread
Intangible, the air was full of
And bloodshed

In truth, the abbess with her whims
Enjoyed the new girl's
Proof to the rest that the of sin
Entangled all the world in name

Victoria Varco, once
To a noble estate
Fell pregnant by her
Who then fell foul to a violent

Such was here clime in times
And the shame of her name
Her was burnt
She was dragged to walls
For a in obedient chains

But not one
One little thing
Would darken this

Like the night Sister
Woke screaming in her
She spent a spiraling from heaven

And as the seasons and pained
Her dreams grew more
For no good reasons she to find
An alluring woman naked, for jewels and verse

When eyelids close, on a moonlit shore
intoxicating beauty would appear
The sweetest symphony
Those abating rose
Tho dirty secrets in her ear

Clandestine

A dream within a
She herself this nymph
Abreast a desert
And the crescent moon
Atop a stranger

Ah, the of his seed inside
The triggers
She rides the
Until the heavens

Forcing
Her licks her blood
That upon the sand
And out of hand
Coarse assemble

For somewhere in the convent
A treasure rests
to the vestibules
Like of the flesh

So, in for nightly runs
tongues and wisdom's hiss
She promised to the hunt
For an ancient golden amiss