Luyện nghe bài hát Black Metal Sabbath

Black gate of the
held in thy honor, summon the anti-god
Is there nothing sacred? Is there nothing
winds are abound me from this fire well breath

Embracing the myth, everything I am to
Embracing the evil, everything that who I am

Smoke will rise from the graves of our once slain
Crack the whip, night draws near, darkness swallows me
Worship upon the dead, praise all
Satan summon ka-put ancients arise

Beelzebub my balls, Beelzebub will suck my balls

Corpses' rise from your tomb, paint thy light dark
Is there nothing sacred? Sexual urge for the
War, holy war, infernal names invoke the
The end of man has come to pass, goatwhore shall supreme

Lust for the dead in the cold night, a chill my breath
I hold onto nothing, for this I shall fall, a bowl
Read thy necronomicon, of fire, erupt from the pyre
Of unholiness in my mind, is honored
To behold black metal

Shootin' up to get my
This time I I'll take too much
Barely breathing, bleeding
I'd get my gun, if I move
and put in the ground

Take a get all low, high again you jones
Twisting convulsing, overdosing, skin pale
Writhing in sweat, moribund death for you
Slicing your wrist as you die you now want to