Luyện nghe bài hát Mannequin

Led to other
By the girls she curled
I took their to see her
Be my

Be my

I cannot
How it was we first met
of moon and haunted shore
The were not those Heaven sent

Did we together
At masked balls
In silks and and leather
Or did we at all?

I dreamt a castle
The eerie of wolves
And eyes that danced with
As they forevermore

Our of sin
Have long fathered a
To him
Whom by slip of whim

At
Dressed her like the
In gowns that pinned her down
To be my

Be my

Always on winter
But never would she
My Lovecraft and black heart
That pounded in her

We kissed on distant
A law her own
Thirteenth dark
Of figures to stone

Turning cream fantasies
God alone would know
We graced the
With the sweet of Rome

Flagrant in the
Our names were carved
On the of life
In long languages

Led to worlds
By the she curled within
I their skins to see her
Be my

Be my

I tongued the at Louvers
But not one possessed
Her right, an archetype
For mortal