Luyện nghe bài hát Circle Of False Gods

(Part 1: The Circle)

You truly no purpose to question why
As frail truth breeds slaves to a lie
Falsehood stitched to a shroud of
Daily molding nightmarish conceptions
Creation is as constant as stagnation and
Celestial breeds new horrors every day.
You hordes of meat
Pave and in deceit and defeat.

It seems your mortal eyes to realize...
We are no more alive than the of time -
The of False Gods.

Dead God-flesh the future
Warming the secret of nascent abominations

You cannot comprehend the of our creation
This day the age of your own extermination
Supernal and fetid we appear in eyes
Our hunger shall with your nightmares' reprise
A cynical age to cast away faiths
Madmen call to darkness, their will to
In this Feast we will see to subjugation
We lick your bones clean and leave the in desolation.

(Part II: The Unveiled)

We bring the oppression of ash and
Sandstorms and revealed;
The path of blazed in fear
Clairvoyance! the End Times!
I am the Scarab
Herald of eyes
From far beyond this seal of
The Old shall arise!

the strongest of men plead to the skies;
This earth be forgotten in the sands of time.

And with strange eons, even may die
All shall witness to the truth of the divine.

Mortals in terror as elder gods encroach;
Monsters such as these never meant to be seen.

Frail, fragile mortals do well to flee.
Now unveiled; the of prophecies.

As shockwaves ravage the of the earth
The horrors rise
Forgotten citadels emerge the raging waves...

As cities burn, engulfed by a star of flame
A living pyre dances upon the charred and corpses...

Now the path is to dreamscapes and from far beyond the stars
The cataclysmic gives way and the Astral Harvest can at long last begin.