Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson Winds

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

Intemperate malice in the
are twisted, Everfalling
Crescent skies, the wait, The
unseeing, Stars rearrange
Tears of our blood from the runes
Misgivings fall
Excitement stir up the
My sweet
To reap the fields of ignorance and
Trails of swept away
Never be found
Release of
So Hebulous, yet is the Terminus
Flames of burn me
Firesoul - Hear me, Blinded
-Take heed to the twilight
Now kneel to the omniscient
Winds, Ornaments in the dark
The weep of pain, Drowned by
by tears of Northerly blood
of force,
Fulfillment of a sombre ordeal I
"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 for wisdom and for solitude
Coming of dawn, in the image of flesh
to the world I wander now
Light cast upon this of mysteries
Truth hurts for my is venomous
yet bound for disbelief
Darkness, I grasp your nerve
now and forevermore