Luyện nghe bài hát The Spawn Of Love and War

Poets racking absinthe
never fully paint these nights
No martyr parting from his
Could utter so erudite

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

Of pudenda
The twisted snake's
Now the world would
To her deadly

graveyard was waiting, such dizzying flight
From the convent at all fair
Without contemplating, we fled through the
Too blood-drunk and to care

The goddess had spoken and desire
It crackled in the air us
A psychic force shimmering fire

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

the power it possessed
The darkness brought to living

This was ancient, taken by force
From an caste of priests in Delphi
The Templars were patient, they out the course
Then fleeced their Greek hosts in sleep

That traversed
Vile and miles worse
But what was a
To this perverse

swore it was a gift of malice
For the Harmonia
The illegitimate of love arid war
Jealousy it gleam for her

For it clasped, her looking glass
Was ever beautiful and
But choked her royal caste
And every throat on it hung
There madness, and horror clung

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

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

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

frozen antics, dressed in white
She led me paradise
Neath in ovation
Like the Queen of winter

archetypal
Then much rarer
I was a sworn
Of her and dark decrees

In hair
Her were everywhere
A sylph
The filthy and debonair

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

The spawn of and war
Presiding over hellfire
and Agharta

The of love and war
She the beast, her legs apart
A blazing pyre

Life's playground elated, such sights
And sensations ignited her
As slaves celebrated her rites
We up to heaven in sin

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

Persistent, is useless, fool
To this goddess, in lust, cruel
Beyond any measure, her will found
A perverted on sacred ground

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