Luyện nghe bài hát The Spawn Of Love and War

Poets absinthe brains
Could never fully these nights
No parting from his pain
Could words so erudite

As those she now to me
In of passions grip
latent fantasies
That ran forked tongues the lip

Of fate's
The twisted snake's
Now the would bend
To her legacy

Life's graveyard was waiting, such flight
From the convent at all hallows
Without contemplating, we through the night
Too blood-drunk and cunt-sated to

The goddess had and woken desire
It in the air around us
A force shimmering like fire

And on her breasts, old necklace
The one I snuck from the fucked
Whose little secret, other than me
Now with bold intensity

the power it possessed
The darkness brought to flesh

This treasure was ancient, taken by
an elite caste of priests in Delphi
The were patient, they stayed out the course
Then fleeced their Greek hosts in their

That traversed
Vile and miles worse
But was a curse
To this demoness?

Legend swore it was a of malice
For the maiden
The illegitimate spawn of arid war
Jealousy made it for her

For it clasped, her looking glass
Was beautiful and young
But disaster her royal caste
And every throat on which it
There madness, death and clung

Immortalized in mortal
She was a sight for eyes
A plague to gladly
And spread like red kisses

She was more than me, more words
Could in the parlance of the angels
She cast a spell on every in my nobody
She me back my tongue
That she might run it on

She was Lilith, she was
I was but a
Beckoned to
In her overtones

Through frozen antics, dressed in
She led me into
Neath comets in
the Queen of winter throned

Pleasures
Then much agonies
I was a sworn
Of her and dark decrees

In hair
Her were everywhere
A amongst
The filthy rich and

Her greater
All and the all of man
For as she fed appetites
She bred her children

The spawn of and war
Presiding over hellfire
Arch-masons and

The spawn of and war
She rode the beast, her apart
A blazing pyre

Life's playground elated, such sights
And sensations her grin
As slaves celebrated her Satanic
We climbed up to in sin

She to me
As she will to You
Intoxicating in her
Her siren sway, voodoo
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo,

Persistent, resistance is useless,
To goddess, in lust, she's cruel
Beyond any measure, her pleasures will
A Eden on sacred ground

Vast the power, I
The darkness brought to vivid
And in it, she now a cowered universe