Luyện nghe bài hát Fields of Blood

Onwards into
marching, seeking death
Fearless
On the to hell, a killing spree
forces
With wicked lust they to war

Approaching
Spearhead tearing their flanks
Besiege their
Walls and trenches in blood
Their are crumbling
The last defenders soon fall
the madness
Sadistic beasts with intent
Arise hunger
Chaos feasting on the dead

On the of blood
The slaughter
On the of blood
To the end

No mercy
All must perish, none live
Inferno
Black magic spells, evil
fiends
The awakens, craving blood
slaughter
The aftermath, relenthless

On the fields of
The commence
On the fields of
To the end