Luyện nghe bài hát Death Magick For Adepts

Come distortured artists bitter things seek
Even if madness to behold
Once forbears to where the dead stayed dreaming
Now nightmares waken souls that fear the toll

Gova Bosch and Brueghel three
Moon wise thy graves
For alone are at loss to trace
The of today's inhuman wraith

One half adrift in the vast abyss of and misery
The other a mask of rich red
by the fevers of belief and greed

All damned in inferno where virgil averts his eyes
the black mass mutual gang rape
Of ceasing an forced divides

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

Enter
Five aeons past yet man grasps
At final straws to save his

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

Holding court to chaos holding to far arms
A downfall to all resounds
As orgies peak in centered psalms

And nature screams her sufferings bowed and cankered wings
A bleak scorched necrotica burning
Like the robes we've torn her

She begs us lay her to rest
Lest we are left with
Save for her and ravished flesh

And if her fate is not of apocalypse
the comets that graxe nightskies
We'll surely cleanse of and rights
When you and I and all else

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

Be to fulfill prophecies
The glorious of a sin dynasty
like fool's paradise, glutted on cruel appetites

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

But for all it's worth the engines slow dead in the again
Come cabin sodomy on the bounty prey to phallus seas
That hiss and foam to disease a storm roars on the way
Blacker than the ace of rapes dealt out by death in darkwood
Our ship of fools all boards handmade sinks by seismic waves