Luyện nghe bài hát The Persecution Song

At the start
were whispers in the dark
And for all the to see
There was at its heart

And on the air
The of bonfires everywhere
And a fell stirred the leaves
The song

signs of possession
Little Demeanor in the demons bed
Gasps, she just could not
After lights out, the dead
And a on which sin
its darts of wickedness

Time was running for disaster
Strange nights burning
In the of her dreams
A was uttered, Lilith
Mistress, playmate,
Such sights were
In the of ecstasy

And in the of all
In the Black thrall
the wood unseen for trees
Victoria tall

in step
The Devil down her neck
As jealous zealots stitched
The song

signs of possession
Fickle Demeanour
and disappeared
To her of the cloth
She now reeked of
the curse had surfaced
Sneaking back the years

Weaving webs of revealing
Hidden in the
An libido abided, undone

Breathing,
Feasting on her feelings
She'd to her crucifix
Once her torture has

Her screams came quick, the misery
Den to and screw
That had many tongues
Wrung of suffering from her

Many moons pure hearts
plagued by her black arts
Their rooms phantom orgies
Vile and rifled graves

hours, now towered
Above bent and beaten flower
Her body privy to
The abbess and her

fought, no guilt was wrought
Just a torrid retort of
Nails and crosses forth
From this pretty whore
Now arched hell, arched like hell

At the start
There were in the dark
And for all the to see
There was witchcraft at its

But then the end nigh
A inferno filled the sky
In its key
The persecution

signs of obsession
No wailing
Would dishonor their

dragged her to the blasted oak
Storm-clouds holy smoke
They hanged her there Judas
With the hellcat in her

was running faster for disaster
Exorcism, torture,
Now a shallow

A was stuttered, Isaac
Tongue-tied, simple,
made him dig the pit
Mindless of it claimed
Mindless of it claimed