Luyện nghe bài hát Echoes from a Morbid Night

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

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

A priest became a puppet of
New prayers will Hell instead.
Wine changed for weird and alcohol.
Let the begin.

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

No return, nothing to be of you.
I only pain in your existence
sir and conjurations echo.
Chants of dreams.

In this of suicidal memories.
All the hold corpses that do not rot.
Hidden the normal humans.
That would understand...