Luyện nghe bài hát An Offering For Bestiality

When the full moon reigns
Round as the eye of
Bestiality the souls
Of those who are more than

In tongue we speak of
rites of malevolence
A of fire
To the beast within!

Hail, hail, wolf spirit, hail!
A boon I ask thee, shade.
this circle I have made,
Make me a man-eater, and bold,
The alike young and old.
Grant me a figure and fearsome!

of the earthbound dead
That glide noiseless tread
Water spirits
To ships and fateful

me!
me!
me!
bane!

Spirits of and fire
in your ire
Spirits of air
and black, not fair

Grant me the shape and of nightmare
In turn, I swear, in death, I am yours!