Luyện nghe bài hát Intro/Decaptitaded Saints

Black rotting invades my ailing flesh,
and burns me down alive,
Ulcerated stinking of death,
creators of mine,
Blasphemous and eyes that bleed,
In never ending torments,
Waiting for hell my dead body ahead,
That be soon the end.
you to die,
That unexpectedly,
Ask why?,
It's just an thing.
Still existing mind being in fear,
Soon will be only heap of 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, all, the slave of hell.
Raise from grave,
Is in your eyes?
You to leave your flesh,
Still for you - decapitated saints.
I've died to live in world,
Where reigns death and law of hate,
Omnipotent feeding the groans,
Of turn souls for mercy,
I'm, in the place, sin is all around,
And blood from every clipped head,
A dirty souls decay in ones own blood,
Awaiting beneficial touch of force, let 'em die!
I'm up above eternal mists,
Heavens lie at of mine,
Wandering the sky I see Christ,
Whose head I'm in my hand.
Is it possible the is the hell?
it's my own terrible dream,
Clipped heads seem to say to me,
true, the sky has turned to fire!