Luyện nghe bài hát Echoes from a Morbid Night

Out in the I am the storm
I am the winds that slash flesh.
Obscure writings cut on your skin.
Drug-crazed of my power.

in the chapel from the morbid night.
You wake and depression crawl on neck
I bite your heart forever with
Until you become what my plan

A became a puppet of Satan
New prayers praise Hell instead.
changed for weird opium and alcohol.
Let the begin.

Blind follow you as always.
But they not of the difference.
From here the contamination begin.
Worse Black Death, the sinister breath.

No return, nothing to be of you.
I feel only pain in your
Forces sir and echo.
of melancholic dreams.

In this of suicidal memories.
All the hold corpses that do not rot.
Hidden the normal humans.
That never understand...