Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Eleventh Hour

All mirrors lead to my
My exotic pleasure
Wherein my court is
Gracious and insatiable, and obscene
For where the true heart of life
There too corruption

And from this my new of nightshades
hen-bane, sphinxes
Opium and roses on tears and blood
Will rise up like

And the shadow of my consort
Shalt himself
Across the face of the
And hell come with him

of the garden, her dark Eden
Fed blood by fronds
My heart hardened in her wet
Treading mud in her of despond

But now
A path lies straight me
The maze is ploughed through with hate
Andpher crop is red

Beyond eleventh

Her and brute power
Grows by the day
And each rose that she deflowers
The longer her throes of stay

In her grip on sheets
Once our had dug and clutched
She whispered dreadful to me

She war with God
The underdog baring sharpened
With her raised from suffering
To ascend on jet wings

She'd break off holy
On the racks of her hunt
And crush the church her heel
The Pope in to her cunt

A dark horse nightmares
To submissive dry
A vampire madam
vicious streaks, a mile wide

Beyond hour

Her kiss has dismissive
Her glance holds contempt
Instead those eyes on the prize
Of fates she really likes to

In her grip on shredded
Gasping from conquered peaks of
She whispered dreadful to me

She war with God
The underdog baring sharpened
With her armies raised from
To ascend on jet black

She'd tear down mighty
rear them up anew
Orders forged to her
The eleventh nearly through

Lilith, the abyss, the slithering
That cause all souls to
How to resist those gifts
On the shore of her ways?

She calls my so softly
From banks of scented fog
I lose myself before it starts

But my keeps its silence
As I across the lake
A of harem secrets
Now her velvet parts

She is glaring like the

The wind dies down,
As I bow her throne
And she to greet me
the royal bitch to which she's grown

Come closer, what have you to
Black cat got tongue?"
I am not slave
Nor are you my
But Isaac, I'm the one

I those cold deceiving eyes
Her hypnotic gaze
And pledge eternal love then away
seethes behind me
Death her favorite mask
lover smothered
By her sanguinary

Clasped in the garden, here you
This story through
I her pardon, swore my word
I'd score her sweetmeats just you

For now
The truth prone before me
I couldn't her even if she stormed
The as were promised

Beyond eleventh

Lilith, the abyss, the slithering
Will come for you eve
Lustrous the cusp of her tryst
Before those fatal bleed

Beyond hour

She will make of you a
Scant for her bed
And when naked flesh forgets to
She'll take your fucking instead

Midnight strikes, the sputter
Muttering their reeking
I snuff their tongues, my heart
These words, I speak are gates to