Luyện nghe bài hát Black Hand Of Set

Eaters of Flesh
Hath eaten unlawful
Upon our
Have Feasted

Seed of our
We must now

In secret conclave we
To rain Destruction on Whom
We have

With Black Arts
And Tempestuous
We vent our
Red Blood stains my
And damns my

You will drink the Sperm
Of my

The Mighty
Of my
Smash the of the Air
And stand as Monoliths of
Upon a of writhing Serpents

I call upon the of Doom
To slash with Delight
This I have Chosen
Feed his Brain Pulp
Rend his
Pierce his Lungs with the of Scorpions
Oh
Oh
Oh