Luyện nghe bài hát Act III: Carnal Delight in the Vortex of Evil

The way to him is
unknown and
And the bodies rests of
who didn't deserve him it slippery
But it is at the of my
soul, so I know the to
walk along it unhurt

The of his abode is
barred by a tangle of infected
But my soul its key

His throne is by 12 servants' stare
But he has called me, I felt him me
And he has given me the power to bewitch

His are icy
But he warms my body with
his

The and the blood flow suspend
In the of him

His eyes, larvas his pupils, scan me
His glance captures me and penetrates my

Goblet of delicious vermilion
I myself up to his grim embrace

of death

He is the
He is the
He is the
He is the
He is the everlasting in
the timeless
He injures and sates my
He my hunger
He appeases my
He is fire burning my
He is icy snow in my womb

Rod of viscid
Death and excite him
And my blood is the for his
and his voracious delight

Putrid carrion with seales
Obscure seducer smooth
skin of infant

Now I you
But he has known me