Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson Winds

(Lyrics: Stanne)
Force of anger, Mordant senseless
Manifold is the Terminus of
ye lord of the Left-behinds
Preserve a for the weakened minds
Reserving limpid yet so used
Veil of deceiving
Close now is the threshold of
force of hatred,
fear, them spheres
existence, Manifest of darkness be
Manifest for unspeakable
Fire sermons to those fallen
from pride, fallen from 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 not implore to no master of thine!"

Intemperate malice in the
are twisted, Everfalling
Crescent skies, the wait, The
Eyes unseeing, rearrange
Tears of our running from the runes
Misgivings fall
Excitement up the spheres
My Norderland
To the fields of ignorance and lies
Trails of swept away
be found again
Release of
So Hebulous, yet is the Terminus
Flames of burn me
Firesoul - me, Blinded fool
-Take heed to the twilight
Now to the omniscient twilight
Winds, Ornaments in the dark
The weep of pain, by tears
Drowned by of Northerly blood
of force,
Fulfillment of a sombre ordeal I
"Pierce the side of the neverending
Then thereby be it stated in the name of the
of Light, Father of Darkness
-I will not to no master of thine!"

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