Luyện nghe bài hát Fields Of Blood, Harvester Of Hate

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

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

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

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

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

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