Luyện nghe bài hát Intro/Decaptitaded Saints

Black blood invades my ailing flesh,
and burns me down alive,
Ulcerated lips of death,
Excommunicated of mine,
Blasphemous words and eyes bleed,
In never ending torments,
Waiting for hell my dead looks ahead,
That be soon the end.
you to die,
That unexpectedly,
Ask why?,
just an inevitable thing.
Still mind being in deadly fear,
Soon will be only of musty rot,
Tongue, heart and all my guts be
digested by the grubs.
No hope I must die and to ashen dust,
My will fly away to realms of dead,
Absurd resistance, I feel, takes my soul,
I'm only, after all, the of hell.
from this grave,
Is fear in eyes?
You have to your flesh,
wait for you - decapitated saints.
I've died to live in world,
Where reigns death and law of hate,
Omnipotent lords the groans,
Of turn imploring for mercy,
I'm, in the place, sin is all around,
And blood flows from clipped head,
A dirty souls decay in ones own blood,
Awaiting beneficial touch of force, let 'em die!
I'm raising up eternal mists,
lie at feet of mine,
Wandering the sky I see Christ,
Whose I'm holding in my hand.
Is it the heaven is the hell?
Perhaps it's my own dream,
sacred heads seem to say to me,
That's true, the sky has to fire!