Luyện nghe bài hát Intro/Decaptitaded Saints

Black rotting blood my ailing flesh,
and burns me down alive,
Ulcerated stinking of death,
Excommunicated of mine,
words and eyes that bleed,
In never ending torments,
Waiting for my dead body looks ahead,
That will be the end.
you to die,
That unexpectedly,
Ask why?,
It's an inevitable thing.
Still existing mind in deadly fear,
Soon will be only heap of rot,
Tongue, heart and all my shall 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, Darkness my soul,
I'm only, after all, the of hell.
Raise from grave,
Is fear in eyes?
You have to leave flesh,
wait for you - decapitated saints.
I've died to live in world,
Where reigns and holy law of hate,
Omnipotent feeding the groans,
Of souls 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,
beneficial touch 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 possible the heaven is the
Perhaps my own terrible dream,
Clipped heads seem to say to me,
That's true, the sky has to fire!