Luyện nghe bài hát A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding

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

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

A black age of
in its vicious eloquence
Removing the
Love will arise from the ashes of loss

Then and then
Will the pleasure of Eden be
And the of life itself will be tied
In the very of my bloodline
And their tears sweet

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

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

Your is the life
Your is the life

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

Chaos my steed in the thick, dust
weapons of criminal lust
I sway from the East to fulfill prophecies
Thinning the cause as fresh cells to

blood is the life
Your blood is the

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

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

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

I the hearts of the wisest
By the fools, I will be feared
My kingdom feeds off their
A of passion bleeding
On the reflection of dawn

the sun