Luyện nghe bài hát The Spawn Of Love and War

Poets racking brains
never fully paint these nights
No martyr parting from his
utter words so erudite

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

Of fate's
The twisted agenda
Now the would bend
To her deadly

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

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

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

the power it possessed
The darkness to living flesh

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

That necklace
Vile murders and miles
But was a curse
To this perverse

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

For with it clasped, her looking
Was ever beautiful and
But disaster choked her caste
And every throat on which it
madness, death and horror clung

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

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

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

Through antics, dressed in white
She led me into
comets in ovation
Like the Queen of throned

Pleasures
Then rarer agonies
I was a disciple
Of her whims and dark

In hair
Her were everywhere
A amongst
The filthy rich and

Her greater
All and the all of man
For as she fed dark
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 pyre starter

Life's elated, such dizzying sights
And sensations ignited her
As slaves her Satanic rites
We climbed up to in sin

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

Persistent, is useless, fool
To this goddess, in lust, she's
Beyond any measure, her pleasures will
A perverted on sacred ground

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