Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson Winds

(Lyrics: Stanne)
Force of anger, Mordant wrath
Manifold is the of oneself
Invocate ye of the Left-behinds
Preserve a for the weakened minds
Reserving that yet so used
Veil of deceiving
Close now is the of insanity
force of hatred,
fear, darkened spheres
Deprecated existence, Manifest of be
for unspeakable actions
Fire sermons to condemn fallen
Fallen from pride, fallen from the
Father, lend to me thy wisdom, Thy of old
Now all is
"Pierce the side of the blindness
Then thereby be it stated in the name of the
Father of Light, of Darkness
-I not implore to no master of thine!"

Intemperate malice in the
Forms are twisted,
skies, the wait, The calling
Eyes unseeing, rearrange
of our blood running from the runes
Misgivings fall
Excitement up the spheres
My Norderland
To the fields of ignorance and lies
Trails of omission away
be found again
Release of
So Hebulous, yet ominous is the
Flames of Hatred me
- Hear me, Blinded fool
-Take to the forgotten twilight
Now kneel to the omniscient
Winds, Ornaments in the dark
The weep of pain, by tears
Drowned by tears of Northerly
of force,
Fulfillment of a ordeal I know
"Pierce the of the neverending blindness
Then thereby be it in the name of the forgotten
Father of Light, of Darkness
-I not implore to no master of thine!"

Everlasting lust for wisdom and for
of dawn, Knowledge in the image of flesh
Unbridled to the world I now
Light cast upon this place of
Truth hurts for my tongue is
Unbound yet for disbelief
Darkness, I grasp every nerve
now and forevermore