Luyện nghe bài hát Last Will

Listen, the insane sound of my thoughts
Like cut-throat your mind and my eyes,
all directions, turn Altar to grave,
Sacrifice on reasons and the will of men.

...And all rodies, the enslaved nature is done,
The hunger for insanity spring everything.

Raise the forged in misfortune,
BReak the silence from far and their mysteries.

I'am the onte who'll the Path
From in sulphurg landscapes
hope can never dwell,
Rule all directions, turn to grave,
Sacrifice on and catch the will of men.

Raise the forged in misfortune,
BReak the from far away and their mysteries.