Luyện nghe bài hát Defile The Angelic

Upon vile remains of Christ
I hold the that pierced the fool
His true meaning withheld in a of lies
Recite nine the antique rite

His hands
Poised before the Jew
the veil of sin...

A fine of gold to those who
Transfix the lamb to my king
Equal sons in rule
All sprang forth from the of life

Up from the swamps of one million years ago
Unto the highest mountain peaks with all spread below
A vision of all the
With its and races and tribes
The mosaic of human with some not meant to sanctify
Trails of ancestors past, foretell of a
Forgotten words and archetypes, the laws by we see

the angelic...

We march to with our destiny in our wings
Over desolate lands of and sand where the chosen Jews were raised
Praise thee, of archaic lore foretell of a time to be
Evolving forth the light, forging a new destiny
ice and through snow, though darkness and light,
The ferocity of the attests to the might

the angelic...

A vibrant force the dark
The end-time battles
shed in a great cleansing flow
The banner of and order stands proud once again...