Luyện nghe bài hát Fields Of Blood, Harvester Of Hate

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

For
The aftermath of a battle to
A vision before my eyes
The storm has and peace has landed
No more are we 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 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 weak blood was spilt...
The hordes of celestial saw the fields of blood

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

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

The victory is written on my very
in my very mind
Before daylight strikes the will be purified
and no shall walk on this ground
shadows retiring with the of night
and is growing within
first sunbeams of day of glory
reflect hatred in my - the triumph of Death