Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson Winds

(Lyrics: Stanne)
Force of anger, Mordant senseless
Manifold is the Terminus of
Invocate ye of the Left-behinds
Preserve a seat for the minds
Reserving that limpid yet so
of deceiving hostility
Close now is the threshold of
Neverending of hatred,
fear, them darkened
Deprecated existence, Manifest of be
Manifest for actions
Fire to condemn those fallen
Fallen from pride, fallen the manger
Father, lend to me thy wisdom, Thy of old
Now all is
"Pierce the of the neverending blindness
thereby be it stated in the name of the forgotten
Father of Light, of Darkness
-I will not implore to no of thine!"

Intemperate in the extreme
are twisted, Everfalling
Crescent skies, the wait, The
unseeing, Stars rearrange
Tears of our blood from the runes
Misgivings silent
stir up the spheres
My Norderland
To reap the fields of ignorance and
Trails of omission swept
be found again
Release of
So Hebulous, yet is the Terminus
of Hatred burn me
Firesoul - Hear me, Blinded
-Take heed to the forgotten
Now kneel to the omniscient
Crimson Winds, Ornaments in the
The of pain, Drowned by tears
Drowned by tears of Northerly
of force,
Fulfillment of a ordeal I know
"Pierce the side of the neverending
Then thereby be it stated in the of the forgotten
Father of Light, of Darkness
-I will not implore to no of thine!"

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