Luyện nghe bài hát The Spawn Of Love and War

Poets racking brains
Could never fully paint nights
No martyr parting his pain
utter words so erudite

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

Of pudenda
The twisted agenda
Now the would bend
To her deadly

Life's graveyard was waiting, dizzying flight
From the convent at all fair
contemplating, we fled through the night
Too and cunt-sated to care

The goddess had spoken and desire
It in the air around us
A psychic shimmering like fire

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

Vast the it possessed
The darkness to living flesh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Through frozen antics, dressed in
She led me paradise
Neath in ovation
Like the of winter throned

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

In hair
Her spies were
A amongst
The filthy and debonair

Her plan
All and the all of man
For as she fed dark
She bred her children

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

The spawn of and war
She the beast, her legs apart
A blazing starter

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

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

Persistent, is useless, fool
To goddess, in lust, she's cruel
Beyond any measure, her will found
A perverted Eden on ground

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