Luyện nghe bài hát Death Magick For Adepts

Come distortured artists things seek meaning
if they're madness to behold
Once forbears to horizons the dead stayed dreaming
Now nightmares waken that fear the living's toll

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

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

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

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

Enter
Five past yet still man grasps
At final to save his cast

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

Holding court to chaos to far graver arms
A downfall to all resounds
As orgies peak in self psalms

And nature screams her sufferings under bowed and cankered
A bleak earth necrotica burning
Like the we've torn from her

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

And if her is not portent of apocalypse
the comets that graxe nightskies
We'll surely of wrongs and rights
you and I and all else dies

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

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

We've woven 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 prow most slave below painting coal a perfect

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