Luyện nghe bài hát Shadows 'neath The Black Pyramid

I hearken to the grisly of nameless fiends,
jaws drooling blasphemy,
Beyond the witch-song, sweet,
The wyrm-horn sounds cross mere,
Shadow-gate (portal to the Black Pyramid) wide, beckoning...
Spells scrawled in blood and rime,
Squamous god the onyx shrine,
(by the bleeding stone) I am by ophidian eyes.
Pungent odour of flesh,
Vaults of horror,
Embraced by delerium, witches' balms me.
Veils of frost me in the haze of baleful moon-cursed dreams,
I the High Ones whispering ancient spells in the long-dead tongues,
There is the gleam of blackened in the flickering torchlight,
And I embrace the balm of forgetfulness...
By the of the burning skulls,
Beneath the Well of the Flame,
In the of the dreaming gods,
to the slime-smeared bleeding stone.
Squamous orbs, black sword, drink deep, oath.
shapes dancing in the mist,
(Serpent-tongued) priestess her pale flesh,
Shadows to the sundered stones,
The Eternal exult in rapture.
Tomb-worms on carnal blood,
Trickling onto stone,
Dark laughter through the vaults,
Black-winged, cruel as steel.
In the Well of Black Flame, squamous writhe,
A dark tide of follows me,
fiends unleashed to feed,
Incantations pour in from my lips...
Wraiths and whirl to my bidding...
Horrors the pyramid.
(Lyrics: Byron, Jonny & Chris)