Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson Winds

(Lyrics: Stanne)
Force of anger, senseless wrath
Manifold is the of oneself
ye lord of the Left-behinds
Preserve a seat for the weakened
Reserving that limpid yet so
Veil of hostility
Close now is the threshold of
Neverending of hatred,
fear, them spheres
Deprecated existence, of darkness be
for unspeakable actions
Fire to condemn those fallen
Fallen from pride, fallen the manger
Father, to me thy wisdom, Thy wisdom 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 malice in the
are twisted, Everfalling
Crescent skies, the wait, The
Eyes unseeing, Stars
of our blood running from the runes
Misgivings fall
Excitement up the spheres
My Norderland
To reap the fields of and lies
Trails of omission away
Never be found
of agony
So Hebulous, yet ominous is the
Flames of burn me
- Hear me, Blinded fool
-Take heed to the twilight
Now kneel to the omniscient
Crimson Winds, Ornaments in the
The weep of pain, by tears
Drowned by tears of Northerly
of force,
Fulfillment of a sombre I know
"Pierce the side of the neverending
Then thereby be it in the name of the forgotten
Father of Light, of Darkness
-I will not to no master of thine!"

Everlasting for wisdom and for solitude
Coming of dawn, in the image of flesh
Unbridled to the I wander now
Light cast this place of mysteries
Truth hurts for my is venomous
Unbound yet bound for
Darkness, I your every nerve
now and forevermore