Luyện nghe bài hát Behold the Grave

Behold the
Still as the
With crimes subdued by the earth

No can save
God's to their plight
When debts are drawn
Their are shunned

Behold here
These grey folk
No comforts we
Could wake now
From this
Beneath their
Last gasp of their
by the ground

We in our morbid post
For heaven always contend
With selfish groans from petty
Or the lusts of mortal men

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

her face
Her fading
A grimace
Her wrinckled

horrors chase her
In this
hesitating
The is now
To her out