Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson Winds

(Lyrics: Stanne)
Force of anger, senseless wrath
Manifold is the of oneself
Invocate ye of the Left-behinds
Preserve a seat for the weakened
Reserving limpid yet so used
Veil of deceiving
now is the threshold of insanity
Neverending of hatred,
fear, them darkened
existence, Manifest of darkness be
Manifest for unspeakable
Fire sermons to those fallen
Fallen from pride, fallen from the
Father, to me thy wisdom, Thy wisdom of old
Now all is
"Pierce the of the neverending blindness
Then thereby be it stated in the name of the
Father of Light, Father of
-I not implore to no master of thine!"

Intemperate in the extreme
are twisted, Everfalling
Crescent skies, the wait, The
Eyes unseeing, Stars
Tears of our blood from the runes
Misgivings fall
Excitement up the spheres
My Norderland
To reap the fields of ignorance and
Trails of omission away
Never be found
of agony
So Hebulous, yet ominous is the
of Hatred burn me
Firesoul - Hear me, Blinded
heed to the forgotten twilight
Now kneel to the omniscient
Crimson Winds, in the dark
The of pain, Drowned by tears
Drowned by tears of 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 to no master of thine!"

Everlasting lust for and for solitude
of dawn, Knowledge in the image of flesh
Unbridled to the I wander now
Light upon this place of mysteries
Truth hurts for my is venomous
yet bound for disbelief
Darkness, I grasp your every
now and forevermore