Luyện nghe bài hát Christian Death

Lonley as the autumn
Flowing on its days
A of long-past wisdom
Facing his last

Met the of withering
Destiny, towards a clearer
More bright than ever before
What's my

Well on his
In for magnificense
He weakens the grave of god
Banished, dead

See it in his
you see it on the tombs
Of decades, one by one
All the he spoke of

Plastering the circuit
Spawn of Satan, lightning
The of demons, told him
to see