Luyện nghe bài hát Diabulus in Musica (english)

I in a magical chord
and to hear him play,
I am the of humanity.

promiscuity,
sick souls of
I stand, I am
your and do not charge with faith.

And now tell me how much your soul,
and now for money or pleasure,
of curing cancer,
AIDS was a of the Lord.

I want to be you
and your mouth,
Sometimes pain
in a
I you love die of decadent
kisses
in me.

Fresh of penalty am
and my blood nourishes being,
the lust of my wings touches breasts
and your skin,
drinking, your vices,
decide, or love,
the church that illuminates is a burning,
the sleeps his cross.

I want to be you and feed your mouth,
the pain sleeps in a song
I know I'll die of love decaying, dingy
in me.

Oh the king of sorrow,
sweet angel of
drink the of my mouth,
blasphemous, and make love to me.

I want to be with you and feed mouth,
there are times when the pain in a song,
if you play in my honor, I leave this hell,
Give me your soul does not to die.