Luyện nghe bài hát The Spawn Of Love and War

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

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

Of fate's
The twisted snake's
Now the world bend
To her deadly

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

The had spoken and woken desire
It in the air around us
A psychic force shimmering fire

And on her breasts, that old
The one I snuck the fucked abbess
Whose dirty little secret, than me
Now shone with intensity

the power it possessed
The brought to living flesh

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

necklace traversed
Vile murders and miles
But was a curse
To perverse demoness?

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

For with it clasped, her glass
Was ever and young
But disaster choked her royal
And throat on which it hung
madness, death and horror clung

Immortalized in mortal
She was a for blighted eyes
A plague to plagiarize
And spread like red excited

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

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

Through frozen antics, dressed in
She led me paradise
comets in ovation
Like the Queen of throned

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

In hair
Her spies everywhere
A amongst
The filthy and debonair

Her plan
All and the all of man
For as she fed appetites
She her children there

The of love and war
Presiding over clubs
Arch-masons and

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

Life's playground elated, dizzying sights
And ignited her grin
As celebrated her Satanic rites
We up to heaven in sin

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

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

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