Luyện nghe bài hát A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding

Spells lay daggers me
speaks in grue vehement stabs
Trance my eyes, fix my focus to
The tumor grows until the enemy is

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

A age of fire
Brief in its vicious
the dross
Love will arise from the ashes of your

Then and only
Will the pleasure of be mine
And the of life itself will be tied
In the veins of my bloodline
And their tasted sweet

I will as a king
And the Goddess sit
As my Queen
In the of the earth
Our crowns are
With the jewels of

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

blood is the life
Your is the life

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

Chaos my in the thick, clinging dust
Tempering weapons of lust
I hold sway from the East to fulfill
Thinning the cause as fresh cells to

Your blood is the
Your blood is the

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

I kill without scruple or regret
In haunts of the sinister aspect
For I am the pleasure comes from your pain
Tiny red miracles falling like

The walls of death surrounds me
But is not the part of me that wishes to breed
There be no dread thereafter
The mysteries, I unto thee

I the hearts of the wisest
By the fools, I will be feared
My feeds off their slaughter
A crescendo of passion
On the pale reflection of

the sun