Luyện nghe bài hát Abyss Of Woe

After the steam rises through snow
You have been to the abyss of woe
My eldritch is pasted with brains
This empty feeling is all that

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

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

The cycle of torment, the of sin
Licking the lap where my load begin
I a tide of vengeance that could never be denied
Hail the crimson blur, violence has

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

(Red rage)
For my
This is my
My crime

The trail of our campaign attracted great
But we ventured onward the Tundra of Tor
Soon I had attracted a posse of
Who's grown fat and sloppy from the roasting of

But we surrounded at the valley of Krin
And it was a battle, we never win
But still I hacked with my back to a wall
the horn of my funeral call

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

Ripped out
Gouged out
If you kill
will die

Red with