Luyện nghe bài hát Mary Wispers Of Death

Dreams of the art
Mary see through the of the dying
Hear their screams, seed
wrapped in human skin, entangled in
She she will never dream again

opening the chest, heart beats
blade so sharp, head and shoulders cut

Dreams the underworld
Dreams of a art
by blood, Bleed for me,
close your eyes and let my knife set your soul

A new victim lay by the feet,
See the dying
a pray for existance
bringer enrich her horror world

Dreams from the
of a murders art
Tempted by blood, for me,
close your eyes and let my set your soul free

- the beginning of her end
blood - of the
soul - cleansed by victims
Dying - her feet

tears by pain
cut them up and drink from their