Luyện nghe bài hát Fields Of Blood, Harvester Of Hate

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

For
The aftermath of a battle to
A vivid vision my eyes
The storm has and peace has landed
No are we under the influence of lies
The ones have been put to their death
by the purest form of impurity
ky turns jetblack - We breed in the
to a new reality

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

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

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

The victory is on my very flesh
Inscribed in my very
Before strikes the earth will be purified
and no shall walk on this ground
retiring with the darkness of night
and is growing within
sunbeams of this day of glory
reflect hatred in my eyes - the triumph of