Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hate Of Battle

Heiled in again
Into the night searching and
to be eternally free
And to live in
Decaying upon their
Light without (or reason)
Seeing with (holy) blood in our eyes
To deny them their
Take the light from lives
Blinded by their own winds

Hatred bled the soul
With a to kill
brethren
Without respect for unholy
A possessing my soul
With a to kill

So the battle in this bleak winter
death piled in a dark circle
And we'll return