Luyện nghe bài hát From The Cradle To Enslave

Two thousand fattened years like
Have despoiled our common
Now what Second Coming backs
the cradle to enslave?

Sickle
the belts that welt the sky
Whilst the winter moon
Prowls the cloud,
Like shifting parent
silk matricide...

Watchful as she was upon
Where every rose and orchard she swept
Hid the hissing of a serpent
In an ancient with catastrophe
the be kept

Hear that hissing now on the
As through the groves of the carnal garden
A fresh horror blows but ten souls
Are blind to see the wood for the trees

This is the theme to a better
Nightchords the heavens
PAN DAEMON

And what use are prayers to god?
As devils bay for the space to piss
On smouldering faith
And the face
Of this world a paradise lost

is the end of everything
Hear the growing chora a new dawn shall bring

Danse macabre the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter shall reflect on our fate
What nativities will be freed when those lights burn black?
The darkside of the mirror threw our malice back...

I see the serpentine in eyes
The of the beast as revelations arrive

Our screams trail to Angels
For those in flames repay
All lose their lot on Judgement Day
We should have cut our looses as at
But our hearts like heavy crosses the vain belief
Salvation, like a nation
Gleamed a away...

This is the end of everything you have ever
Buried like vanquished
is season
Drive like the drifting
Peace, a fragile lover, us fantasising war
On our knees or f**ker's shore
Heiling new
Read, then
To a crooked cross and a Holy
What else be whipped to frenzy

This is the end of
the tragedies
That the shall sing

Old
to Eve
Now they're clawing
I smell their
As webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary
They never
sodomies
To impress on failure
When bled upon our knees

of gravel law
Shall see Gehennah
When empires
And nightmares
the cradle to enslave....

This is the end of