Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Failed

White defiled
Black shapes and
By my command, the storm

Raising and alive
delights get lost
In the sounds and from hell

of the damned
Invokes the
Their eyes just watching you
Drive thy horn

Raising a prophecy of and pain
That burst forth from flames to

What metaphysical
But a that values darkned souls
not that ways of man

Give praise to primal
by crimson, bound by swords
Awaiting one last
From

Which way should the blood
the heart or out a hole
Asks the man to become

[Lead Peterson, Smyth]

me, judging God, judging you
Judging me, judging you,
failed