Luyện nghe bài hát A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding

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

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

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

Then and only
Will the pleasure of be mine
And the sinews of life will be tied
In the very veins of my
And their tears sweet

I will as a king
And the Goddess sit
As my guiding
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
Millions regardless, by my hand

Your blood is the
Your blood is the

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

Chaos my steed in the thick, dust
Tempering of criminal lust
I hold sway the East to fulfill prophecies
Thinning the cause as cells to disease

blood is the life
Your is the life

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

I kill without or silent regret
In haunts of the sinister 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 that to breed
There will be no thereafter
The mysteries, I reveal unto

I stir the of the wisest
By the fools, I always be feared
My kingdom feeds off slaughter
A crescendo of passion
On the pale reflection of

the sun