Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson Winds

(Lyrics: Stanne)
Force of anger, senseless wrath
is the Terminus of oneself
Invocate ye lord of the
Preserve a seat for the minds
Reserving that limpid yet so
of deceiving hostility
Close now is the of insanity
force of hatred,
fear, darkened spheres
Deprecated existence, of darkness be
Manifest for unspeakable
Fire sermons to those fallen
Fallen from pride, fallen from the
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, Father of
-I not implore to no master of thine!"

Intemperate in the extreme
Forms are twisted,
Crescent skies, the wait, The
Eyes unseeing, rearrange
Tears of our blood running the runes
fall silent
Excitement stir up the
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 - me, Blinded fool
-Take to the forgotten twilight
Now to the omniscient twilight
Crimson Winds, in the dark
The weep of pain, Drowned by
Drowned by of Northerly blood
of force,
Fulfillment of a sombre I know
"Pierce the of the neverending blindness
Then be it stated in the name of the forgotten
Father of Light, of Darkness
-I will not 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