Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge Inferno

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

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

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

In hands beauty weeps
Conquest's deep methodical
repeatedly
Like the world wound at his

Inferno
Dirge

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

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

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

Hissing
He storms the skies on electric
Pissing in
On the of the weak

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

Inferno
Dirge

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

A hell bound heart, the and thorn
Have locked to blood
The moon disrobes to droves
Of legions

These rivers press, his breath
and enemy seats
Whilst his power takes in
The of the weak
The writhing of the

Wormwood my
The star that fell to earth
And blistered free of
In the pits of rebirth

Now those caves become a
endless barracks
As the waters to claret
And the Vatican satins