Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn For The Wretched

We are the blackness of the night cold wind cuts your flesh
We are the enemy for your certain death
We are what was, be forevermore
In the hours we awaken, enshrouded in the dark

Children of the blackest
on murder and deceit
We are the thorns of woe
His will be

To the humble maggots to the flies
Where death and hatred lurk we survive
To the diseases to the sharpest
When daybreak no more comes we shall

We are the sickness, the stench of the
Your father's secret shame our violent shall be unleashed
We on blood and the weakness of your kind
the haunted depths we have arisen to slither as the snake

Children of the seed
Reared on murder and
We are the of human woe
His will be

To the humble to the putrid flies
Where death and hatred lurk we shall
To the diseases to the knives
When daybreak no more comes we arise

Lurking legion of the
forever in between

The in wait our being you forsake

Whispers the winds, profane
Unheard, the wretched and the
Unbound, forgotten,
The ugliness

The razor, the bullet, the length of
Our tools are numerous, our hatred
The razor, the bullet, the of rope
A lapse of sanity to earth below

We are the blackness of the cold wind that cuts your flesh
We are the praying for your certain death
We are what was, be forevermore
In the hours we awaken, enshrouded in the dark

Lurking legion of the
Unheard in between

The in wait our being you forsake

upon the winds, profane
Unheard, the wretched and the
Unbound, forgotten,
The abhorred

We are the sliver in your God's feeble
the silent hours, the shadows we command
We're the undying insect, the deepest cracks we came
For aeon's we lurked and for aeon's we shall remain