Luyện nghe bài hát Fields Of Blood, Harvester Of Hate

Come to me - oh, force of my own inner will...
Raise the of knowlegde and give me the spirit to... kill!
Prepare my being to conquer to be mine...

For
The of a battle to come
A vivid vision before my
The has calmed and peace has landed
No more are we under the of lies
The ones have been put to their death
by the purest form of pure
ky jetblack - We breed in the dark
Reborn to a new

The winds sweeps the fields they all died...
The fields their blood was spilt...
The hordes of light saw the fields of blood... once
The sweeps the fields where they all died...
The fields where weak was spilt...
The hordes of celestial lies saw the fields of

I my inner self to strengthen my final will
My will to destroy the land of thousand fakes
I my mental force for it is mightier than your sword
the powers of Wrath - tomorrow I am GOD!!!

...This is the dawn of the war
...I shall bring you all
'em all!!!

The victory is written on my very
Inscribed in my mind
Before daylight the earth will be purified
and no pretender walk on this ground
shadows retiring with the darkness of
and hatred is within
first sunbeams of this day of
reflect hatred in my - the triumph of Death