Luyện nghe bài hát Abyss Of Woe

After the carnage steam through snow
You been consigned to the abyss of woe
My war-suit is pasted with brains
This feeling is all that remains

(Red rage)
I in the pit of woe
(Red rage)
Crucified in the 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 must
I rode a tide of vengeance that never be denied
Hail the crimson blur, 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 unholy

The of our campaign attracted great scorn
But we ventured onward through the of Tor
Soon I had attracted a of trolls
Who's grown fat and from the roasting of souls

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

The mutilated millions I was to appall
Heads leap from as they flock to the mall
The butcher of Bertok, infernal
Laid waste to usurpers I stood all alone

Ripped out
Gouged out
If you kill
They die

Red with