Luyện nghe bài hát A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding

Spells lay daggers me
Passion speaks in grue stabs
Trance my eyes, fix my to pain
The grows until the enemy is slain

Slight-less
Knee-deep in hate, I
My here has woken to breath
Total war on the of men
Millions regardless, dying by my

A age of fire
Brief in its vicious
Removing the
Love will arise from the ashes of loss

Then and then
Will the pleasure of be mine
And the sinews of life itself will be
In the very veins of my
And their tasted sweet

I rule as a king
And the Goddess sit
As my Queen
In the glory of the
Our crowns are
the jewels of blasphemy

Slight-less
in hate, I seethe
My purpose has woken to breath
war on the brethren of men
Millions regardless, by my hand

Your blood is the
Your blood is the

I to evoke a new order in Man
A flood of compulsion to resurrect
The lion is vexed to uproot and

my steed in the thick, clinging dust
Tempering of criminal lust
I hold sway from the East to fulfill
the cause as fresh cells to disease

Your blood is the
blood is the life

Even the moon, will not lend her light
The darkness serves to snuff out human life
That I might the world as my right

I kill scruple or silent regret
In haunts of the sinister aspect
For I am the pleasure that comes from pain
Tiny red miracles like rain

The incessant walls of surrounds me
But this is not the part of me that wishes to
There be no dread thereafter
The mysteries, I reveal thee

I stir the hearts of the
By the fools, I always be feared
My feeds off their slaughter
A crescendo of bleeding
On the reflection of dawn

the sun