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 seat for the minds
Reserving that yet so used
Veil of deceiving
now is the threshold of insanity
force of hatred,
fear, them darkened
Deprecated existence, Manifest of be
Manifest for unspeakable
sermons to condemn those fallen
Fallen pride, fallen from the manger
Father, lend to me thy wisdom, Thy of old
Now all is
"Pierce the side of the blindness
Then thereby be it stated in the of the forgotten
of Light, Father of Darkness
-I will not implore to no of thine!"

Intemperate malice in the
Forms are twisted,
Crescent skies, the wait, The
Eyes unseeing, Stars
Tears of our blood running from the
Misgivings silent
Excitement up the spheres
My Norderland
To reap the of ignorance and lies
of omission swept away
Never be again
of agony
So Hebulous, yet ominous is the
of Hatred burn me
Firesoul - Hear me, fool
heed to the forgotten twilight
Now to the omniscient twilight
Winds, Ornaments in the dark
The weep of pain, by tears
Drowned by tears of blood
of force,
Fulfillment of a sombre ordeal I
"Pierce the of the neverending blindness
Then thereby be it in the name of the forgotten
Father of Light, of Darkness
-I will not implore to no of thine!"

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