Luyện nghe bài hát Under the Huntress Moon

With the snow thick and bonfires are alit
And shooting stars portent of
I to spur, a mere glimpse or murmur
From her celestial lips

Be it sun to moon, be it moon to your sun
we promised to come
With a of the screw and a slip of the tongue
We eclipsed one another

Through the mist, through the woods the night-wraiths I've stood
murderous peaks calling you
On beachheads where the fisherman dread
The your bewitchments accrue

Those deep bring her cut diamond rings
A girl a pearl necklace her
Advancing in fevers and Myrrh
Will she wreak vengeance or purr?

Or she burn?
Or she burn?

She lights the skies dressed in silver scales plucked the ocean
To spite her that Lucifer snuck inside
And with his enclaves were upgraded to Goshen
So could shine from out her skirts

I myself at dusk with ornaments to close the noose
A as red as blood and cold as hell
My body glows with lust, as the flag of truce
I raised at dawn to you in my spell

With every twist I resist her
Fertile female mind
wanton witch, white-rapid sister
To whom I pour my wine and

And do it no

a copse of black yews where the moon was drawn through
Like a sword through a Gordian
She descended to me claiming victory
Over the I'd near-soon forgot

With every kiss this whispered
to my sweet embrace
One night of bliss, I could not her
Once her beauty shot me a face

You my soul, Diana
You my soul
You my soul, Diana
You my soul

You my soul, Diana
You my soul
You mesmerize my soul,
You my soul

You my soul, Diana
You mesmerize my
You my soul, Diana
You mesmerize my

You my soul, Diana
You mesmerize my
You mesmerize my soul,
You my soul