Luyện nghe bài hát Death Faceless Chaos

Near the voice of NASTUR in his hear the whispering afflicting
the stormrace in the middle of the unspeaking eye. In the black
maze !! near the yell his breadth through his serpent-fangs...Tearing
the holy silence apart. For the silence apart. For the cursed faceless
one is the funeral sound of our almighty. Blackend Hordes our
our wills are his power released for the glory of our redeemer.

Who has know all the before us,
The tyrannical of time?
my match not the dead man that bore us...
Though the heathen outface and us...
And our lives and our are twain
Forgive us our virtues, forgive us our of pain.
DEATH CHAOS

<< I am the master-spirit who live below
Below any human kind, behind sorrow
Down in hell my evolve in the way of hatred
For the of torture and the joy of pain.

I m NASTUR the great one king of the damned.
Prince of through these arts
I puke my passion of uninvited dissection and drown into
putrefaction.... >>
My delite of disgust my disgust of delight me to the
irremediable thought that all the one the darkness.

In the middle of all the one who is all darkness..
And darkness will be eternalsince bows before the lord !
the Nellish frozen chants of our demons.
The faceless one is processing through god's own !
Screaming to death, the laws of infernal chaos !
Die with company in hell of the most tormented souls !!!

Who has know all the evil us,
The tyrannical secrets of
Though my match not the dead man bore us...
the heathen outface and outlive us...

DEATH CHAOS.
Cursed one defying the holy dogs.
FACELESS CHAOS.
The hammer of war in the face of god.