Luyện nghe bài hát A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding

Spells lay before me
Passion in grue vehement stabs
Trance my eyes, fix my to pain
The tumor until the enemy is slain

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

A black age of
Brief in its eloquence
Removing the
Love arise from the ashes of your loss

Then and only
Will the of Eden be mine
And the sinews of life will be tied
In the veins of my bloodline
And their tears tasted

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

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

Your blood is the
blood is the life

I seek to evoke a new in Man
A flood of compulsion to Khem
The is vexed to uproot and descend

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

Your is the life
Your is the life

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

I kill without scruple or silent
In haunts of the lunar aspect
For I am the pleasure comes from your pain
Tiny red miracles like rain

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

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

the sun