Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance

Evening minuetto in a by the sea
A jewel more than the moon
Lowered her to me

The sublimest creature the Gods, full of
Would marvel at making Queen
the air with her fragrant desire
And my heart with grave poetry

From grace I fell in with her
Scent and feline lure and
Woodland that ushered in the impurest
Erotic, fantasies amid this warm autumn night

She me away from the rich masquerade
And together we clung in the moonlight
Pearled luna, spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my

Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's
In a whirl of sweet and statues
That the dying trees
This debauched seductress in black, me

In a pale dawn like 'Ligeia' reborn
I tore free of my sleep
On the sea misted where stone figures, forlorn
the spectre of her

Bewildered and weak, yet passion replete
I hungered for overtures
The curse of and her ardent caress
Came much more than my soul could

I, at once, to see her again
from midnight's inertia
Knowing not her name
On a thin precipice over abyss

I danced like a acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on
with the perfume of night

For hours I the surrounding grounds
In that we might meet
When clouds broke, ashened, fatigued
I sought refuge in a

Sleep, dreams
Taint to from a sunless nether
of the dark
I now what thou art

haunt my sleep
Dragged from
Thou hast wed together Lamia and
Spawned thee leche to my flesh

Portrait of the Countess
Deep pain that I had dreamt
demise, life's punishment
Leaving little strength to seal this tomb

But poised within my stirs
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to
cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and

In flawless beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies
To mourning the loss of god in velvet
in their downfall like a swift silhouette

Fleeting,
art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst thou
The cruel upon my skin?

thou not want to worship me
With crimson
So my may twitch against thy kiss
And with new-found life?

Red roses for the whore
angels taste my tears
And haunting requiems
Softly to ear

Need fires have lured here
Nocturnal
My veins spill their waters
Rent by lips I cherish

Awash on her perfidious
drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebon's graves where lovers
Like and Nahemah

Pluck out mine eyes, hasten,
Blind reason against thee,
For I know, art thou not death?
My echoes bloodless and incensed

Doth temptation prowl night in revelry
Did not the Queen of come as devil to me?
On that fatal eve when we fled company
As the music swept us in the crisp, fated leaves

Under Diana, where her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of angels rent in marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre
Enrobed in death's shadow like a silhouette