Luyện nghe bài hát Dawn Of A Golden Age

Moon
Spawned of
childe...
The of a golden age

Four and twenty acts passed
Since the pact was in blood
Now this fifth will surely grasp
The of the holy
With music wracked like gasps
From hearts broken, flood
Whilst talons clasp
silver anniversary

Moon
Spawned of
childe...
The dawning of a age

rivers slither past
Racing roads to
a million souls aquiver ask
Small of the holy
Like flowers plucked from tar
On banks, the priests
Waft their scent through bars
To incense the greater

of their seas of sweet dreams
He brings tidings of
War in the key of death
Sharpened through and plague

The knife at the throat of all
He wrote in chains

"And there was to him a mouth
Speaking things and blasphemies
And power was given him
To blaspheme God
And them that in heaven
And it was unto him to make war with the saints
And to them..."

And from imprisonment
so many nations to tame
Past Caesars and are but lesions and scars
To the backs of he reclaims
For what is not told nor bold to his face
Is now to the torturer's cheek
And with the whores and sorcerers make
His kingdom embraces both the Pope and the

The suck and the of the wait and
A glut and a Satan
The suck and the fuck of the and
what may
A and a covetous Satan

Moon
of rage
childe...
The dawning of a age