Luyện nghe bài hát Akhera Goiti - Akhera Beiti (one Black Opalith For Tomorrow)

Between the bloodstained veil,
Thy horned prospect on me.

The he-goat - The she-goat below
Cried through of mirrored tears
It the air ! - It fills the air !
An atmosphere hath no key.

I'm disguised by the kindle of nite and I can fill liquid, glass heart
Grasp your cold-shaded breath and the sign of the hidded stone
I'm in the circle and I am the that granted you the horns of All-Begetter
A fixed, startless vision and a sullen fabrication the Sun
of which our ways are performed.

of me is all of her
Hath no hath no sol
of me is all of her
Hath no hath no sol
of me is all of her
Hath no hath no sol

Fantasies I
Dance of thorns, I
For below the abyss is a virtue contained in itself.

"We eagerly expect one black opalith for tomorrow."