Luyện nghe bài hát Intro/Decaptitaded Saints

Black rotting blood invades my flesh,
Destroys and me down alive,
lips stinking of death,
Excommunicated of mine,
Blasphemous and eyes that bleed,
In horrible ending torments,
for hell my dead body looks ahead,
That will be the end.
you to die,
That unexpectedly,
Ask why?,
It's just an thing.
Still mind being in deadly 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 turn to dust,
My soul will fly to realms of dead,
resistance, I feel, Darkness takes my soul,
I'm only, after all, the of hell.
Raise this grave,
Is fear in your
You have to your flesh,
Still for you - decapitated saints.
I've died to live in world,
Where reigns and holy law of hate,
lords feeding the groans,
Of turn souls 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,
Whose I'm holding in my hand.
Is it possible the is the hell?
Perhaps my own terrible dream,
Clipped heads seem to say to me,
true, the sky has turned to fire!