Luyện nghe bài hát Honey And Sulphur

So was the star under which I was born
That I done what no one in the world has done
No one can do

custodem ovium lupum
Praeclarum custodem ovium

All Saints Day, the taint of
and mud and thunder all the same
To who close their ranks to Gille's men

Bricqueville, Prelati and De
of the dark creeping
Up and down the
Little angels out to pastume again

Torture garden rules of thumb
To flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic, erotica
Stinking of honey and worse,

So black was the magic in this kingdom
the superstitions grew
Wise to the wolves that their children
Gagged in sacks and back to

It's roads now home to a beautiful
Lifting her veil, her lies
Tender eyes, never ending

It
A rose that chose death for bed muck
Prickles in wait her spies
Trickling her only hiccup

And though she the forest trails
She's far from or frail
She leads down the path
darkness dwells

That night is with celebration the tower sings
so much foul illumination strikes a lighthouse for the things
That slither and slather at the border of the
Mid sour dreams, a beauty pageant for the gathering
Of slaughtered lambs and screams

Torture garden rules of apply
To sacred flesh and the eye
Golgothic, this
of honey and worse, sulphur

So black was the in this tragical kingdom
In castle of loup garou
When moonstruck inflamed, deranged on
A of victims now tied to

Engorged on the of the anorexic
forced, naked and blind
A holocaust mind designed exit

A so grim
Sometimes tore them from limb
their throats, pissing on graves
Jesus saves but the made him

custodem ovium lupum
Praeclarum custodem lupum
Praeclarum custodem lupum
Praeclarum custodem ovium