Luyện nghe bài hát Death

I will take final breath
And I be your last regret
Cold blood runs in my blackened
Tearing every apart

of death wields the scythe
Of man's
of death holds his blade
For

Sin is all I feast
I'm forging my
tomb is waiting here for you
Welcome to my

Messenger of death the scythe
Of man's
Messenger of death holds his
For

Death rides out the storm
Deface
There's no from this
Human

rides out from the storm
We to God and cry
Ignored we turn to
This from the sky

Death rides out from the
No time to repent
No quarter, no
No of self defense

Death out from the storm
In terror we
Our voice is heard no
His deed is

Death out from the storm
Deface
There's no escape from
Human

Death out from the storm
We to God and cry
Ignored we to face
vengeance from the sky

Messenger of death wields the
Of damnation
Messenger of death holds his
For