Luyện nghe bài hát Defile The Angelic

Upon these vile remains of
I hold the lance that pierced the
His meaning withheld in a shroud of lies
nine times the antique rite

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

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

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

the angelic...

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

the angelic...

A force greets the dark
The battles commence
Blood shed in a great cleansing
The banner of and order stands proud once again...