Luyện nghe bài hát Merging with Sword, Onto Them

The of seraphim
with sword, onto them
And the seamless garment like the
in the blood of men
Made as the of the world
And to direct vision

the agents of torment
Veins filled the serum of prophesy
Becoming the of torment
weeping the tears of prophesy
Become the agents of
Ears filled the semen of prophesy

Ultimate acts of perverted
Nary a soul left the punishment
Mountains now of yours
Surrounded by their own
Let no warning sound from the of gold
the beginning of the end for the land of the living
Delivered to those of the whole of the globe

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

Be as shadows the nations
And cause great

Wings upon wings wings
men to die
Filled with and perfection
Swallowing the holy of god
And it's fiery
Incense from capsized center
Raise this to the ashes of the world
Still hemorrhaging from the of rhema
Dwelling the hand of desolation
Merging the sword, onto
The heir
And inflicter of delicious
The whole of the race
as T-lymphocytes