Luyện nghe bài hát Abaiuonin

Him is fallen, the physical sun
of the devil, serpent of time
Adjustment at the in Teloah we are alive
And in enabled to being-becoming the one

Death, the final
The dragon his wings

Death, the friend loving arms
And to rend this world apart

A cycle of cycles, alone
Yet never lonely, at the bed of a
Tiphereth, Saturnus, whom aeons
Another time a stranger, let him be

Death, the release
The draongs spreads his

Death, the friend with arms
And claws to rend this world

It was you who heard the Seraphim
While I rode the sharpest banshee
A toll of hellish
But whose is the nobler to clain?
The one or of the darkest fame
Alas, for are but pawns in a cosmic game
of the aim of their flight

A luminous spear brought new light into my blinded
He in all of you

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Death, the final
The draongs his wings

Death, the with loving arms
And claws to rend this world