Luyện nghe bài hát Heathens

Air is frozen the leaves are
The moon is full, enshrouds the light
is ablaze, the ancient ours are here
Streams run black, the sword drips

Fire ise ablaze, streams run black, sword drips
Witches, demons,
Lustful sluts with up cunts, getting fucked
Drinking wine

Dancing in a form of possession
Draped in robes drinking the of vein
The chalice lies upon the ceremonial
Unfortunate hooked from the uterus

Swinging in the, tree in pain
Masked supremacy, rises his chalice
The congregation, falls to

her eyes open, her head is raised high
For all to see, drowned in red
He his jaws, in neck of whore
Her swinging remains, are from the tree

Multiple orifices filled phallus
red menace raped to the core
Congregants they
Acts of and perverse carnality

Brought beyond this world, drinking poisoned
Their shrieks echo through the forest
All in homage, to their unholy divine.