Luyện nghe bài hát Tortured Soul Asylum

Oh, sweet
I burn for at the heart
despair me
Come me on wings
Of graveyard robbed
To where pleasure rings deep
In spurts dark

Under moons waxing lyrically
poetry floods the soul
Like the freezing of a Demon freed
To curse the stars vertigo

And in their dance, in I've prised wide
Slick rifts twist obsidian
Hymeneal gates to sides
A glimpse of plinths Midian lies

Haunted by this
This obsession in my
With a city that below
Tall Cedar groves and graves

Sporting their
Marble wings to the skies
A of dreams that it would seem
The race to leave behind

These visions like a furious fuck
wet lips to cold cemetery walls
Flashes of lust to
across my psychic pall
As lovers reached their cusp
With final I saw it all

Midian
A fabled Judecca
sanctities of sin
To rival
Free of Eden's tragic

Small mercies in of dolmen and vault
Gaunt, haunched
Midst lightfingered
From whence awful shadows
Drew rusted bolts
And a threshold
The searing sun had knelt to

Shades of dusk, and myth
The Tribes of Christ not forgive
And not suffer its kind to live
For I, mesmerized, started not tombs

Or their waltz so
Through the gathering
But from of the moon in bloom
Baring a face effaced
And raped in the

In Midian
A Vatican in state
For the of sin
To Heaven
Free of tragic wreck

Small mercies in where dolmen and vault
Caught twisted whispers where fisted
Haunched, flaunted
Midst fingered mists
Whilst I without revolt
Carnalities few permit

the dog and wolf
Bared fangs met in
A rite of teeth and cunt
For below, who rose to hunt

Sor sights preyed on me for days
And in Laudenum's
I painted all

The of sith and kin
I drew in blood, my in thrall
To at peace within
Crotesques, wolves in skins
The raven winged and missing
Suicides and split thighed

And marble
dare
Ascend like
As smoke or ghost or nightmares

Under fullmoons lyrically
Death's poetry floods the
Like the recking weed of a Demon
To curse the star with

And in their dance, in trance I wide
rifts twist obsidian thighs
Hymeneal to other sides
A wherein Midian hides

I I've seen
the blackbacked mirrors in sanity
Lucent prides amassed in last
Prurient souls but no more
Than those leashing dreams at harm's from me

And just like ascension prophecies
My revenge, carved deep, be
A grisly plot reads
Like my filthy white ward spattered with screams
my Devil-iverers come from fog for me

Please for me

Exhuming the
the bars in my room
The sooner the pills swallowed are through
But no genobites
Rise to me for you

No! no! no! no! no! no
Don't leave me here in this weathered cell
No! no! no no no no
With and losses
And dead men from
My is a preview of derelict Hell