Luyện nghe bài hát Une Saison En Enfer

What are his nets traps how does he him.
with cold floods of abstraction and with forests of
to him castles and high spires.
kings and priests may dwell
till she who with youth and no fixet lot.
is bound.. in a spell of law to one she
And she drag the chain... of life in weary lust?

"Must chilling murderous
obscure the clear of her eternal spring?
To bear to wintry rage of harsh driv'n... to madness"

Bound to a rod over her shrinking shoulders
all the day and all the to turn the whell of false desire
and death wake her womb.

To the ahborred birth of
in the human form that live a an die.
A and are no more
till dwell with one he hates, and do the deed he loathes.

And the impure scourge his seed
its unripe birth e'er yet his can behold the arrows... of the day