Luyện nghe bài hát Blood

Awaiting the war of ages awake
Sickness builds our souls
Piercing through the of the weak
Tremendous tribulation brought mankind
is at hand

Reaching the point of the
the we fight are glowing
Now the reality of our burning
Is the surface now showing

The insanity - will it ever
Not in a thousand
We are doomed to bring ourselves

All near the end
The of survival minimal
The rage of has grown strong
The of our non-intelligence