Luyện nghe bài hát Heresy

[Music & by Suidakra]

Like the holy scripture
Satan from his prison
He the minds
In the garment of the holy
Every fairy-tale has a wiff of
Our is build on this

I for one, a wife, the sin sentenced me
Depressed by a dogma, a will
In a land of cold, a of drearyness
are licking on my flesh, but I chill

With their flesh so
And a so weak
A crusade for god
With a fond of blood

A enigma`s still untouched
The gleam fades more and more
fear the darkness, nor the scythe
Then reason to fore

Only beared the light
Incredulity the truth

murder of calm