Luyện nghe bài hát Dying World

there is black marching in the wood
to be sheer minutes of destruction

why do you still
decay of your father
why do up
led blackness to your

you a hunter gut his trophy in the wood
his hands damp of blood and in the mist

you the shivering
you the slaughtering
your lids with incense
see the stars red

from dephts voices of the dwell
in shades of deer lament above him

pain cries from the
blossom in blood
torture the beast
leave shadows of

black, silent marching in the forest
mute destruction in graves dwell

red, longgone
a wall of stone
your laughter in the
see the saturn red

red