Luyện nghe bài hát Fiery Mysticism

Her vision is as smoke
and the smokes of dark
Desirable fullmoon is
In air her vison as

tongues is tickle her body

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

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

Here and

Pitiful was to himself
gates to the air he closed
Ugly creation, myth

You are all and now
Let stretch out your
master don't blind you're by light
By light from the of lies

Your life and burnt
The of the end
Our flag is risen
Rising and

fiery mysticism