Luyện nghe bài hát Cursing Akhenaten

Awaken fiend of early generations.
Your corpse is restored.
Straighten your limbs off the dust withered bandages restrain you no more.
Severed heads accent the gates emerge from the sands proof of your reign remains.
I liege now command your rule again.
The sun burns through the skin boiling vital organs within.
But the gods destroy my cursed blackened heart.
Appeasing the thirst of the mocking the praised ones.
The sand soaks the blood the blood flows like wine death from above.
Locusts and famine engulfing your my savagery knows no end.
At the price of all your I destroy your kind death by my hand.
Sands blowing cursed lands will consume the evidence of your ancient existence.
The is now black from the torment I have set upon it.
All shall bow and praise thy name.