Luyện nghe bài hát Circle Of False Gods

(Part 1: The Circle)

You truly have no purpose to why
As frail truth only slaves to a lie
stitched to a shroud of deception
Daily masses nightmarish conceptions
Creation is as constant as stagnation and
Celestial rape breeds new every day.
You self-sustaining of meat
and bathe in deceit and defeat.

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

Dead God-flesh obscures the
Warming the dreams of nascent abominations

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

(Part II: The Unveiled)

We the oppression of ash and steel
and pestilence revealed;
The of sorrows blazed in fear
Clairvoyance! the End Times!
I am the Prophet
Herald of cosmic
far beyond this seal of lies
The Old shall arise!

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

And with eons, even death may die
All shall bear witness to the 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 crust of the
The subterranean rise
Forgotten citadels amongst the raging waves...

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

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