Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge Inferno

Carrion my
For those who to choose to the curse
A serenade
With in my stride

The halls of shame
Where coldly hold no worse
the murders I reclaim
From a dark, forsaken

heaven spent
He wipes lips of his heretic discharge
Wishing to
For the brute that ravaged

In slight hands weeps
Conquest's methodical screwing
Hurt
Like the wound at his feet

Dirge
Dirge

As it is written, it
So let it be wrung, Inferno
throats of those in overthrow
The at last has come

A savage bite respite
Pervades the air
This chill, grist for his mill
If tears of joy blear elsewhere

And church bells drown in the of doom
The storms us hew
As lightning runs like bifurcate
two by two

Hissing
He storms the skies on discharge
in contempt
On the of the weak

all resolve
The beast simmers, his scarlet women
their vitriol
On the terrified face of

Inferno
Dirge

As it is written, it
So let it be wrung, Dirge
From of those in overthrow
The past at last has

A hell bound heart, the and thorn
Have locked to hastened
The moon disrobes to harden
Of pouring

These rivers press, his adorns
Senates and seats
Whilst his takes in ingratitude
The writhing of the
The writhing of the

my name
The poisoned star fell to earth
And blistered free of
In the pits of rebirth

Now those caves a garret
Overseeing endless
As the waters turn to
And the satins burn