Luyện nghe bài hát Intro/Decaptitaded Saints

Black rotting invades my ailing flesh,
and burns me down alive,
Ulcerated stinking of death,
Excommunicated of mine,
Blasphemous and eyes that bleed,
In horrible ending torments,
Waiting for hell my dead body ahead,
will be soon the end.
you to die,
That unexpectedly,
Ask why?,
just an inevitable thing.
Still mind being in deadly fear,
Soon will be heap 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 away to of dead,
resistance, I feel, Darkness takes my soul,
I'm only, after all, the of hell.
Raise from grave,
Is fear in eyes?
You have to your flesh,
Still for you - decapitated saints.
died to live in everlasting world,
Where death and holy law of hate,
Omnipotent lords the groans,
Of turn imploring for mercy,
I'm, in the place, sin is all around,
And blood flows every clipped head,
A billion dirty souls decay in own blood,
Awaiting touch of force, that let 'em die!
I'm raising up above mists,
lie at feet of mine,
Wandering the sky I see Christ,
Whose head I'm in my hand.
Is it possible the heaven is the
Perhaps it's my own dream,
Clipped sacred heads to say to me,
true, the sky has turned to fire!