Luyện nghe bài hát Abyss Of Woe

After the carnage steam rises snow
You have consigned to the abyss of woe
My eldritch is pasted with brains
This empty feeling is all remains

(Red rage)
I in the pit of woe
(Red rage)
in the abyss of woe

(Red rage)
And for my
is my time
My unholy

The of torment, the pleasure of sin
the lap where my load must begin
I rode a tide of that could never be denied
Hail the blur, violence has arrived

(Red rage)
I in the pit of woe
(Red rage)
Crucified in the of woe

(Red rage)
For my
is my time
My crime

The trail of our campaign attracted scorn
But we ventured through the Tundra of Tor
Soon I had attracted a of trolls
grown fat and sloppy from the roasting of souls

But we surrounded at the valley of Krin
And it was a battle, we could win
But still I madly with my back to a wall
the horn of my funeral call

The mutilated I was born to appall
Heads leap from as they flock to the mall
The of Bertok, infernal throne
Laid waste to usurpers till I stood all

out guts
Gouged out
If you them
will die

Red rage