Luyện nghe bài hát Willothewisp

(Her) Nights spent
to the of Blackeyes,
feeling the warm embrace of hand,
memories salt on a wound,
dominate my new found land.

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

I can no longer bear to watch you my form.
Wrenching out drops of desperation's futile storm.
Welcome to the Willothewisp my love. arduous game.
Mocking insanity foreshadowing years of reign.

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

I hear you and you, find a way to understand.
Kill them for my body and be 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 darling can not be taken away from thee.

I feel essence all around me,
and see you on our floor.
Realize it kill me to see you
dragged out like a whore.
The dead are not to take,
their reality.I seek revenge.
Fuck their stupidity, death will be avenged.

My is not their dead slave,
to tear apart and fit inside a holy grave.

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

No! Why? Your 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 you're dead. I you in any form.
I want you. Separation is what permeates the of death.
Ahh! Ahh! back!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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