Luyện nghe bài hát Death Magick For Adepts

Come artists bitter things seek meaning
Even if they're to behold
Once forbears to horizons where the stayed dreaming
Now nightmares waken souls fear the living's toll

Bosch and Brueghel three times
Moon wise thy graves
For words alone are at loss to
The face of today's wraith

One half in the vast abyss of despair and misery
The other a of rich red lips
Whetted by the fevers of belief and

All damned in this where virgil averts his eyes
From the black mutual gang rape
Of hands an forced divides

Trespass these seven to a world blood let to shades
Where seraphim bleat of cold and coming master's race
In the sewers of Babylon stillborn to a trough
Chimiracles will hatch like plots to dredge faeces to their cross

penteholocaust
Five aeons past yet still man
At final to save his cast

His lord is a leper we not want he betrayed us with white lies
His acrid pall as of the reminds us how we rot inside
Gutted fool's paradise gutted on cruel appetites

Holding court to chaos holding to far graver
A downfall fatal to all
As orgies peak in centered psalms

And nature her sufferings under bowed and cankered wings
A bleak scorched earth necrotica
Like the robes we've from her

She begs us lay her to rest
we are left with nothingness
Save for her stripped and flesh

And if her fate is not portent of
Then the comets that graxe
surely cleanse of wrongs and rights
When you and I and all dies

It's down this carcass maggotropolis
Interdependent as worms to the
true name is naught Christ cannot save
Locked in a waltz of evermore steps
Spells of regret magick for adepts

Be prepared to fulfill
The fall of a sin dynasty
Glutted like fool's paradise, glutted on cruel

We've hearts a thorn arbour
Left tear streaked reason upon the
And bereft of star or more set out for this world's end
Few at the most slave below painting coal a perfect gold

But for all worth the engines slow dead in the brine again
Come cabin fever on the bounty prey to phallus seas
That hiss and foam to douse disease a storm on the way
Blacker than the ace of rapes dealt out by in darkwood glades
Our ship of fools all boards sinks dashed by seismic waves