Luyện nghe bài hát Intro/Decaptitaded Saints

Black rotting blood invades my flesh,
Destroys and burns me alive,
lips stinking of death,
Excommunicated of mine,
words and eyes that bleed,
In horrible ending torments,
Waiting for hell my dead body ahead,
That will be the end.
you to die,
That unexpectedly,
Ask why?,
just an inevitable thing.
Still existing 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 soul will fly to realms of dead,
resistance, I feel, Darkness takes my soul,
I'm only, all, the slave of hell.
Raise from grave,
Is fear in eyes?
You have to your flesh,
wait for you - decapitated saints.
I've to live in everlasting world,
Where reigns and holy law of hate,
Omnipotent feeding the groans,
Of turn imploring for mercy,
I'm, in the place, sin is all around,
And blood flows from clipped head,
A billion dirty decay in ones own blood,
Awaiting beneficial of force, that let 'em die!
I'm up above eternal mists,
lie at feet of mine,
Wandering the sky I see Christ,
head I'm holding in my hand.
Is it the heaven is the hell?
Perhaps it's my own dream,
Clipped sacred heads to say to me,
true, the sky has turned to fire!