Luyện nghe bài hát Anti-Anti-Christ

I've all of these words
That are about you
for worlds to die without you
And I wait no more

Heaping around me
I summon the
The hell-mouth and I this maw
To and Moloch spit

cumbersome concept that men call the beast
I its head on my wall
My brothers a feast, Oberammergau

Black now, the anti-christ
Spawn of Satan, the
Or maybe, nothing at all
prophecy of the peasant whore

So lost, so much forgotten
So

I choose to be blasphemer, bring kind to heel
forth the beast, cleave him with my steel

Your gilded domes, mask
Your tomes beg for inversion

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

I will crush your
him and his kind
Crucify the
The is a lie

Awake, awake Thanetos
The sea the sky
Dividing with the Sword of
To purge the

Chronicles me
Chemicals me
I was born to rule world
And none shall tame me