Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Of The Funeral Pyre

In the mouth of the
I crush their
Sweating out the
My skin crawls black with
to fire
My vengeance burns the sky
The scent of war and
Black thunder flames

The taste is
Their salted
The acrid
The smell of death

My joyous
I purge their
I stoke the
Inhale the burning

Statuesque and
A cenotaph of
my fallen breath
A blood red crown my
My eclipses the heavens
And storms above the
Iron judgement handed
On of lightning death

war
Skin crawls black hate


On wings of death

Lord of the pyre
of my hate