Luyện nghe bài hát Defile The Angelic

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

His hands
before the weeping Jew
Unto the of sin...

A fine of gold to who fall
Transfix the lamb to my king
Equal in benevolent rule
All sprang forth the well of life

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

the angelic...

We march to divinity with our in our wings
Over desolate lands of earth and sand the chosen Jews were raised
Praise thee, hymns of archaic lore of a time to be
forth into the light, forging a new destiny
Through ice and through snow, darkness and light,
The ferocity of the struggle attests to the

the angelic...

A vibrant force greets the
The battles commence
Blood in a great cleansing flow
The banner of tradition and order stands once again...