Luyện nghe bài hát Arbiters of the Apocalypse

Pestilence, herald of
of our doom
Consuming both the old and the
Precious stillborn in the womb

The first of the befallen man
This woeful brought forth by our own hands

are the seals, commence the end times
Open the of destruction

Battles abound on war
Hear the galloping of the horsemen
Carnage divine, the four shall
judgement

A black shadow across the land
Feast eyes on the scales of starvation
Famine all
this prophecy of deprivation

The arbiters of the apocalypse come to claim what they are
Now death reigns triumphant, no god will have mercy on our