Luyện nghe bài hát Anti-Anti-Christ

I've read all of these
That are about you
Waited for worlds to die you
And I will wait no

Heaping around me
I summon the
The and I command this maw
To split and Moloch

This cumbersome concept that men the beast
I require its on my wall
My brothers require a feast,

Black Pope now, the
Spawn of Satan, the
Or maybe, it's at all
Lost prophecy of the peasant

So lost, so much forgotten
So

I choose to be blasphemer, your kind to heel
Bring forth the beast, cleave him with my

Your gilded domes, mask
Your mildewed beg for inversion

Black Pope, the hell-mouth
To me, all the same
Religion is for the weak, a for the lame

I will your anti-christ
him and his kind
Crucify the
The is a lie

Awake, deep Thanetos
The sea the sky
with the Sword of Khoz
To purge the

Chronicles me
inflame me
I was born to rule your
And shall ever tame me