Luyện nghe bài hát Driven By The Five-Winged Star

of sin
Lover of my night
In blasphemy we bathe our unclean
We find in the filthy procreation
His is our devotion
in to the knight of the remote star
Falling in love with the tormentor
The basic instinct, the of my soul
We hide our secrets deep
And these are the key to the glory
To the harmony of and soul
Immortality, spiritual and diableria
of sin
When rich and poor
On my way to the
Lay bare on your
The nest of (and licentiousness)
Of am I drinking your sweetest
The in the wine of asceticism
Down am I sitting om the fathers right
And his benediction
I am opening the box.