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 statues coldly no worse
Than the murders I
a dark, forsaken time

Kissing heaven
He wipes free of his heretic discharge
Wishing to
For the brute that ravaged

In hands beauty weeps
Conquest's deep methodical
Hurt
the world wound at his feet

Dirge
Inferno

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

A savage bite without
the freezing air
This chill, grist for his mill
If of joy will blear elsewhere

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

Hissing
He storms the on electric discharge
Pissing in
On the effigies of the

all resolve
The great simmers, his scarlet women
Spit vitriol
On the terrified of peace

Dirge
Dirge

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

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

rivers press, his breath adorns
Senates and seats
Whilst his power in ingratitude
The of the weak
The writhing of the

Wormwood my
The poisoned star that to earth
And free of shame
In the of self rebirth

Now those caves a garret
Overseeing barracks
As the waters turn to
And the Vatican satins