Luyện nghe bài hát Flight of Molech

Under these blackened clothed in robes speaking ancient cries in the
grove of satanic chants a new order is in the mists prestigious men write
up its numbers for the masses of endless blunders of the so called
light are plotting apocalyptically in the night gathering annually
numbers amplify advancing an order that will destroy our kind faces of
faces of rulers faces of leaders that are plotting control expose thine
secretive bilderberg expose thine enemy satanic bohemian grove thine
enemy thieves of the federal reserve destroy them all may justice be