Luyện nghe bài hát Crusade Of The Underworld Hordes

gathered are they, the
from the
and the of
the hordes
men
from wastelands
with them have they

the stench of blood. blood!
have their woods and
too long
ravens flew as
from hill to

they harsh
chant
as ancient as time it
whispered by the which
cries for the moon

the of the cr0ss, shall
be by fear
their fate denies the of such

man, beast-the of the

bound by chains by
blood
to night shall feast
tonight the and wolves
feast
upon blood, of of the
light who the cross
beneath the of a civilisation

of sorrow!!!
of pain!!!