Luyện nghe bài hát Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids

Me now!
All crimes should be treasured if they bring pleasure somehow...

Maleficent in rose
Gathered satin lapped Her
Like blood the snow
A tourniquet of
at Her throat
Awakening, from the tomb
Her spirit eclipsed the moon
That She as a fallen star
A regal ornament a far flung nebular

Her hung in the black gallery
unease
Demanding of to breathe...

Midst the whirl and fauna
Of at court
Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought
Though Her torchlit
upon damp cellar walls
Greeted nothing but from slaves Her nights enthralled

Thirteen solstices had shown
Her path, the dark
Had marked its
the confessor
Whose she'd known,
As whipcord in the of Dog
Her cold cunt meat on bone

Raped of faith, She now
The narcissistic unrest on the mirror's face
With disdain, inside these veins
(Highborn that She was)
She sought to keep age would claim
Her was sold and for this toll
pyres ever smouldered
On the of one so in control
Elizabeth, mysterious.
Cruelty thee orchids
From the of the abyss

Once upon atrocity when midwitches cries
And abortive runes in reddened wombs
Exhumed by eyes
Madness came
Her like an amourous seed
Lifesblood splashed Her skin
In torture unleashed

And to Her reflection
as if Her pallor gleamed
Like an angel's warmed by
Where erotic stains had
So demons dragged libertine
screaming for release
Upon the of maidens preened
As canvas for

obeisance
Her held a seance
Of spirits too trapped under to commune
A sleeter mistress Luna
Whose threats to Her
Met with giving vent to Her swoon

on Her back
Pack-prey for the
Of and curses
That haunted Her
chimed
Thirteen in Her
A of scars
Branded years hissed
Ridden
By the Father of
An of wolves
Blushed the as they writhed

But is never forever
She came, a spent
the clouds...

Leaving in office
every gate
To lick righteous
Blinding to the fate
Of virgins naked
To defile on rent
and racked backwards
Menses their pleas

"More. Whore. More.
Twitching make me wet with
rub me raw"