Luyện nghe bài hát Behold the Grave

Behold the
as the nighttime
With crimes subdued by the earth

No can save
God's deaf to plight
debts are drawn nigh
Their pleas are

them here
These tortured grey
No we spoke
wake them now
From nightmare
Beneath headstones
Last gasp of hopes
Choked by the

We glory in our post
For should heaven always
With selfish groans petty ghosts
Or the endless of mortal men

We glory in our morbid
For should good men be when
The wrath is stoked for hellish
T'would be better forgotten

Behold her
Her fading
A grimace
Her wrinckled

horrors chase her
In dreaming
Stop
The is now
To her out