Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance [Explicit]

Evening in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the
Her mask to me
The sublimest the Gods, full of fire
marvel at making their Queen
Infusing the air with Her fragrant
And my heart with grave poetry

grace I fell in love with Her
Scent and lure
And woodland eyes 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"
luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss my neck
Like whispering waves 'pon beach
In a whirl of voices and statues
That the dying trees
debauched seductress in black, took me

In a pale azured dawn like reborn
I tore of my sleep - sepulchre
On the sea misted where stone figures, forlorn
the spectre of Her
Bewildered and weak, yet with replete
I for past overtures
The curse of unrest and her ardent
much more than my soul could endure

I, at endeavoured to see Her again
Stirring midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her
On a thin precipice over carnal
I danced like a acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her dead on mine
with the perfume of night

For I scoured the surrounding grounds
In that we might meet
When storm clouds broke, ashened,
I sought in a cemeterty

Sleep, dreams
Taint to from a sunless nether

of the dark
I now what thou art

Screams haunt my
Dragged from thou hast wed together

Lamia and
thee leche
To my flesh

Portrait of the Countess

Deep stained that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, life's
Leaving little strength to seal this wretched

But nectar within my stirs
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she
of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon
In flawless fatal her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies
To mourning the loss of god in velvet
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift

"Fleeting,
art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst inflict
The daylights upon my skin?
Dost thou not want to me
With crimson
So my cunt may twitch against thy
And weep new-found life?"

Red roses for the whore

Dark angels taste my
And whisper requiems
to mine ear
Need-fires have lured here

pulse
My veins spill forth their
Rent by lips I cherish

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

"Nahemah"

Pluck out eyes, hasten, attest
Blind against thee, Enchantress
For I must know, art not death?
My echoes bloodless and incensed

Doth temptation prowl night in revelry
Did not the Queen of Heaven come as to me?
On that fatal Hallow's Eve we fled company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated
UNder horned Diana where her bloodline was
In a graveyard of rent in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of in sombre velvet
Enrobed in Death's shadow a swifter