Luyện nghe bài hát Inceremonial (Prophetical part 2)

"Satan,
I've
my
for
sign"

Now the darkness in
Now the dance in the fog
Which draws the insane
It overwhelms your body
Everybody is dancing this emptiness
The has already been chosen
God's peers

He's purple
And He seizes the
His burning His hands
And nobody gonna
The tears cried
dies
In this

God himself puts out all
With your
The faces rinsed red
Rotting like in the mud
It's mystery of begging and
The sun of and curses
among the contempt

The subjects on they
Bitterly accept
It the way they
The had belonged to God
Now want to crown Satan