Luyện nghe bài hát Molested

[Music:
Schulman]

Spirits are coming from a dark sky
The whispers and shadows are me

Molested and
My is turned to dust

The funeral in calls my name
The ancient dark tears me away
and damnation from the shining moon
Seven are the which will lead me through

Molested and
My soul is to dust

My and my pagan hate
mournful lies
Realm of arise
The side awaits

Longing for the aeons under the bloodred
My molested soul enter the past
Into the and over the stream
My visions became true and my is free

and lost
My soul is turned to

My scorn and my pagan
Engraved mournful
of chaos arise
The side awaits
My dreams are deeper than
Visions are than black
We dwell further
shall we be