Luyện nghe bài hát Havoc

[Music & by Suidakra]

Woe... fear is our bridle
Lost in the claws of
Oh , a grinning skull
leads our way

Sweet oblivion us
In a cradle of
Reel to the first
In the of death

Each becomes a jeering guilt
Our mohters sticks bleedin' in our throat
So we grunt and we without any dread
Prelude the eventide of the tellural

Just a desease
Our race
Just a noctural dream
fade away one day

Oh tell me why
The last died in my hands
For in the air
burned down the ground
And a hand full of
For my

Hark! To our mothers
Discord is the of greed
Trust no pray into the
Still havoc feasts ... on