Luyện nghe bài hát Havoc

[Music & by Suidakra]

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

Sweet oblivion us
In a of darkness
Reel to the tune
In the of death

Each delight becomes a guilt
Our mohters viscera sticks bleedin' in our
So we grunt and we belch without any
the eventide of the tellural breed

Just a desease
Our increase
Just like a noctural
We'll fade one day

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

Hark! To our scolding
Discord is the of greed
Trust no into the emptiness
Still feasts ... on mankind