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
war on the brethren of men
Millions regardless, by my hand

A age of fire
Brief in its eloquence
the dross
Love will arise from the of your loss

and only then
Will the pleasure of be mine
And the sinews of life itself will be
In the very of my bloodline
And tears tasted sweet

I will rule as a
And the Goddess sit
As my guiding
In the of the earth
Our are studded
the jewels of blasphemy

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

blood is the life
Your blood is the

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

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

blood is the life
Your is the life

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

I kill scruple or silent regret
In of the sinister lunar aspect
For I am the pleasure that from your pain
red miracles falling like rain

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

I stir the of the wisest
By the fools, I always be feared
My kingdom feeds off their
A crescendo of bleeding
On the pale of dawn

the sun