Luyện nghe bài hát With The Gleam Of The Torches

the
- Everything's
- Go and get me fresh
- We're thirsty for beverage
- Hurry up! I wait anymore

the
- she is the promised virgin!

Her nude body plays with the shadows
Her hair hides half her breasts, she rises her head
Her eyes are with the gleam of the torches

the
- deep in my eyes, you little bitch
- at your death, she smiles at you

reflection:
Death opens her to you
You tremble and body is wet
You haven't to be scared, you'll be
You'll suffer, you'll die, be free

the
I wish to her weep
I to hear her cry
I wish to her yell
Of disgust... of fear... of

the priest with the
We take care of you...