Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade In The Flames (Another Black Friday)

The are calling our names,
inviting us to a in the flames,
once again lust will spread its
and us through the northern winds.
the gates,
to where all supposed to end
and let us all in... daimons, whores, and fiends.

through the frozen landscape
of red almost forgotten,
In re-run:
a crimson river of rich let loose on tiles.

sihouettes flicker in the candlelight,
shapes of evil, we are all of dayfright.
since the banquet I've waited for her burn,
might she be here, can be the night of her return?

There, right my eyes she stands, my dark witch.
Dressed in her funeral shroud, as as pitch.
Carved symbols in black, scars that heal.
All over my body, for a thousand I bore her seal.
Come forth and lick the blood my nasty wounds,
so young though she's older than the moon.
Carved symbols in black, that never heal.
All over my body, for a years I bore her seal.

She the moonlight out on the fields,
a most sombre and seductive.
She told me stories from her past,
and - "take this stake and end my life, but do it fast".
Blood-drenched feathers against what's once raped,
beautiful, but still not too old
for it is shaped.
How can you die right before my
I always you were one of us,
one of the immortals.

the gates,
to where it's all to end,
and let us all in...
the gates,
to we once were supposed to sin,
and let us all in...