Luyện nghe bài hát Tortured Soul Asylum

Oh, sweet
I for thee at the heart
despair me
Come bare me on
Of robbed leather
To pleasure rings deep secrets
In after dark

full moons waxing lyrically
Death's floods the soul
Like the freezing seed of a Demon
To curse the stars with

And in their dance, in trance I've wide
Slick twist obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to darker
A of plinths where Midian lies

Haunted by portent
This obsession in my
With a city that below
Cedar groves and graves sublime

Sporting importance
wings spread to the skies
A vale of that it would seem
The daylights to leave behind

These visions struck like a fuck
Nailing wet lips to cold walls
Flashes of to dust
across my psychic pall
As hybrid reached their cusp
With final I saw it all

Midian
A long fabled
sanctities of sin
To Heaven
of Eden's tragic wreck

Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and
Gaunt, edifices
Midst mists
From whence more awful
Drew rusted bolts
And a threshold
The sun had knelt to kiss

Shades of dusk, and myth
The Tribes of Christ will not
And shall not its kind to live
For I, mesmerized, started not from

Or their waltz so
the gathering gloom
But from flumes of the in bloom
Baring cache a effaced
And in the womb

In hidden
A lying in state
For the of sin
To rival
Free of tragic wreck

Small mercies in vistas dolmen and vault
Caught twisted whispers where sisters
Haunched, flaunted
Midst fingered mists
Whilst I watched without
few beasts permit

Between the dog and
Bared met in intercourse
A nightly rite of teeth and
For below, who rose to hunt

Sor sights that on me for days
And in haze
I them all

The slew of and kin
I drew in blood, my veins in
To deathugees at within
Crotesques, wolves in womens
The winged and missing limbed
Suicides and split Seraphim

And stairs
dare
Ascend prayer
As or ghost or lithe nightmares

Under fullmoons lyrically
Death's poetry the soul
the recking weed of a Demon freed
To curse the with vertigo

And in their dance, in trance I wide
Slick twist obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to other
A wherein Midian hides

I I've seen
Through the blackbacked in sanity
prides amassed in last retreat
Prurient souls but no freaks
Than those leashing dreams at length from me

And just like grim prophecies
My revenge, carved deep, be
A plot that reads
my filthy white ward spattered with their screams
When my come from fog for me

come for me

Exhuming the
Through the bars in my
The the bitter pills swallowed are through
But no genobites
Rise to me for you

No! no! no! no! no! no
Don't leave me here in this weathered cell
No! no! no no no no
With and losses
And men from crosses
My fate is a preview of derelict