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 of deception
Daily masses nightmarish conceptions
Creation is as as stagnation and decay
Celestial rape breeds new horrors day.
You self-sustaining hordes of
and bathe in deceit and defeat.

It seems your mortal failed to realize...
We are no alive than the sands of time -
The Circle of Gods.

Dead obscures the future
Warming the secret dreams of nascent

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

(Part II: The Unveiled)

We bring the of ash and steel
Sandstorms and pestilence
The path of sorrows blazed in
Clairvoyance! the End Times!
I am the Scarab
Herald of cosmic
From far this seal of lies
The Old Ones arise!

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

And with strange eons, death may die
All shall bear to the truth of the divine.

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

Frail, fragile would 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 of solar flame
A living dances upon the charred and scattered corpses...

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