Luyện nghe bài hát Fiery Mysticism

Her is misty as smoke
Mists and the of dark
Desirable fullmoon is
In air her as spark

Fire's is tickle her body

He was all who here and now
Path to
He was all who here and now
on the cold couch

Sweetness of
of lust
fell!
...cold like by

Here and

Pitiful was called to
When gates to the air he
Ugly creation, myth

You are all and now
Let out your hands
Your master blind you're by light
By light from the heavnes of

life burns and burnt
The of the end
Our is still risen
Rising and

Eternal mysticism