Luyện nghe bài hát March Of The Black Mass

the beast,
through and murder,
by your torso with my claws,
and your heart and soul,

I am one Him

blood we drink the chalice on this night,
flesh we consume in infernal rite,
on our tongues,
in our lungs,
let's bring forth the of blasphemy,
to who know not it's strength,
we are the of Satan,
symbols of the goat,
daggers to throats,
we execute the of Christ.

are set,
commencing,
dissected,
priests hung by nooses,
and texts burn within our very presence,
marching the streets,
in robes and swords,
on the lambs is now the end of man,

march of the black