Luyện nghe bài hát Merging with Sword, Onto Them

The essence of
with sword, onto them
And the seamless like the morning
Dipped in the of men
Made as the of the world
And to direct vision

Becoming the of torment
Veins with the serum of prophesy
Becoming the agents of
Eyes weeping the of prophesy
the agents of torment
Ears filled with the semen of

acts of perverted intimacy
Nary a soul left the punishment
now full of yours
Surrounded by own graves
Let no warning sound the trumpets of gold
the beginning of the end for the land of the living
Delivered to death of the whole of the globe

From the of all
Also claims who call for it
And none shall escape

Be as shadows amongst the
And cause great

Wings wings upon wings
men to die
Filled iniquity and perfection
the holy mountain of god
And it's stones
Incense down capsized center
Raise voice to the ashes of the world
Still from the intoxication of rhema
within the hand of desolation
Merging the sword, onto
The heir
And inflicter of agony
The of the human race
as T-lymphocytes