Luyện nghe bài hát Willothewisp

(Her) spent succumbing
to the of Blackeyes,
the warm embrace of your hand,
memories salt on a wound,
dominate my new spirit land.

Seeking in the darkness hovering helplessly
around our pain with absence of real tears,
a child born in vein.

I can no bear to watch you cradling my form.
Wrenching out bloody of desperation's futile storm.
Welcome to the my love. Deaths arduous game.
Mocking times insanity foreshadowing of reign.

Oh my perfect princess, hard and as stone.
I trace your lips with crimson. I'll protect you;
they can't have you to bury, to me.
Slay all who dare touch my doll,
it will be bloody paradise, a ball.

I hear you and beseech you, a way to understand.
them for my body and be left with grains of sand.
Do not waste life in vain,
protecting that which happiness nor pain.

my love, is forever now what be.
Willothewisp my darkened can not be taken away from thee.

I feel your all around me,
and see you on our floor.
Realize it would me to see you
dragged out a rotting whore.
The are not theirs to take,
their reality.I seek revenge.
Fuck their stupidity, your will be avenged.

My princess is not dead slave,
to tear apart and fit a holy lonesome grave.

Ahh! You torment me with worry.
A doll is what is of me, to kill it, insanity!
Wake up your life. Do not waste it in my name.

No! Why? body comforts me. Please understand.
It is a Willothewisp my love, but at least I have command.

Help! Help! Ahh!
I can not take this, my heart was to all but you,
and now dead. I need you in any form.
I want you. Separation is what permeates the of death.
Ahh! Ahh! back!

My is always with you.
Hovering over you and was I
of my and perfect self,
I never to die.
all right, do as you wish.
I my body to be with you.

I see them coming, my quickens, my long blade smiles.
Get away her! Bastards, pawns!
Die, you are nothing, Die!!!

They are as well, now bags of worthless flesh.
How dare try and take you, Ha! Ha! Ha! We are free together.

You shiver like a child before me,
clutching my cold wet with tears,
you kiss my and lips, and I feel nothing.

A presence looms about me, whispering morning dew.
My perfect death doll princess, I here forever with you.

He has won my body, but now he is insane.
I out to dry his tears,
only to find I am like to rain.

Willothewisp is torture, arguous game.
is hidden boundaries, foreshadowing years of pain.