Luyện nghe bài hát Abyss Of Woe

After the carnage steam rises snow
You have been consigned to the of woe
My eldritch war-suit is pasted with
This empty feeling is all remains

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

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

The cycle of torment, the of sin
Licking the lap my load must begin
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 trail of our campaign attracted scorn
But we ventured through the Tundra of Tor
Soon I had a posse of trolls
Who's grown fat and sloppy from the of souls

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

The mutilated millions I was born to
Heads from shoulders as they flock to the mall
The of Bertok, infernal throne
Laid waste to usurpers till I all alone

out guts
Gouged out
If you kill
will die

Red rage