Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen Autumns And A Widow (red October Mix)

Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious
Her eyes spells of the moon's eerie light
A gaze forever ghosting far seas
Bled white and dead, her mother was fed
To the ravenous that the elements led
From crag jagged mountains that seemingly grew in

Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was
Flanked by barbed that hissed of the storm
(Gilded in of Carpathian breed)
Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new
On that eve when the own came deformed
A tragedy crept to the name

christened, no paler a rose
Grew so dark as this
None more in repose
Yet her beauty spun
hearts a glance would

She feared the
So when she like a sinner to vice
Under austere, rule
She sacrificed mandragora like to rats in the wall
But after whipangels prisoners thralled
were her dreams so maniacally

And possessed of delights

For ravens her nightly flights of erotica
Half spurned the pulpit torments to occur
Half learnt from the of demons in her
Her went to voodoo to see her own shadow adored
At without flaw though inwards she abhored
Not her of suitors but the stare of their lord

{I avert my eyes to hymns
For his gaze brings dogmas to my
He knows that I dreamt of carnal
With him undead for three long

Elizabeth no sermons intoned
Dragged guilt to her door
Tombed her with such stone
For she swore the sighed
When she knelt down to

She feared the
So when she fell a sinner to vice
austere, puritanical rule
She
Her decorum as chaste to wolf of the cloth
to haunt her confessional box
Forgiveness would come when her sins were off
By rebaptism in

The looking glass belladonna wreaths
'Pon the of her innocence
Her hidden spat murder from a whisper to a scream
All sleep cursed in Faustian verse
But in orgiastic Hell
No horrors worse than the mirrored revelation
she kissed the Devil's phallus by her own decree

So windows flung wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she fled the in secret
A daughter of the storm, her favourite nightmare
On without prayer
Stigmata still between her legs
A cold bloodedness which new hatreds
She sought the
Through the snow and dark to the sodomite's lair

Nine fates threw hewn bone die
For the throat of
Damnation won and the moon in soliloquy to gleam
Twixt the trees in shafts to ghost a
Past the howl of buggered nymphs in the sodomite's
To the vulva
Where the witch scholared her in even themes

{Amongst and Melissas
the grease of strangled men
And eldritch truths, ill omen
Elizabeth came to again}

And under lacerations of
She like a flame unto a deathshead
a promise to burn
Secrets brooded as she
Through mist and marsh to where they
Her castle walls where in the restless counted carrion

She awoke from a to mourning
Church bells her madly from sleep
by a priest, self castrated and hung
Like a crimson bat 'neath the
The biblical prattled their
Hexes six their fees
But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen autumns had
And she was a widow from God and His wrath,