Luyện nghe bài hát Molested

[Music:
Schulman]

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

Molested and
My soul is to dust

The funeral in calls my name
The ancient dark desire tears me
Power and from the shining moon
Seven are the ways which will me through

Molested and
My is turned to dust

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

Longing for the aeons under the bloodred
My molested soul will enter the
the abyss and over the stream
My visions became and my soul is free

Molested and
My is turned to dust

My scorn and my pagan
Engraved mournful
Realm of chaos
The other side
My dreams are deeper deep
Visions are darker than
We dwell further
shall we be