Luyện nghe bài hát From The Cradle To Enslave

Two thousand fattened years maniacs
Have despoiled our common
Now what necrophagous Second backs
From the to enslave?

Sickle
Stud the belts that the sky
Whilst the bitter moon
Prowls the cloud,
Like parent flesh
Under matricide...

Watchful as she was upon
Where every arbour and orchard she swept
Hid the hissing of a Libido
In an ancient tryst catastrophe
Soon the be

Hear that hissing now on the
As through the plundered groves of the garden
A fresh horror but ten billion souls
Are blind to see the rotting wood for the

This is the theme to a better
rake the heavens
PAN AEAON

And what use are prayers to that
As devils bay concensus for the to piss
On your faith
And the mouldering
Of this world long a lost

This is the end of
Hear the growing chora that a new shall bring

macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick nativities will be freed when lights burn black?
The darkside of the always threw our malice back...

I see the in your eyes
The nature of the as revelations arrive

Our screams shall to Angels
For those in flames repay
All sinners their lot on Judgement Day
We should cut our looses as at Calvary
But our hearts like heavy held the vain belief
Salvation, a promised nation
a claim away...

This is the end of you have ever known
Buried like vanquished
Death is
Drive like the drifting
Peace, a fragile lover, left us war
On our knees or f**ker's shore
Heiling new
Read, then
To a crooked and a Holy Cause
What else be whipped to for?

This is the end of
Rear the
That the Seraphim sing

Old
to Eve
Now clawing back
I smell cumming
As webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary
They never
sodomies
To impress on human
When we've bled our knees

of gravel law
Shall see paved
When empires
And nightmares
From the to enslave....

This is the end of