Luyện nghe bài hát Morgue Of Centuries

Towards a end
Primeval
Morphing blake state

Collecting'
So near ravenous
Damn clear mankind's
faster to an end

Slash pale wings the is torn
Skin red beings the soul is
the seeds of confusion
While they observe

This
Fallen' sins from my
An army to free
Swift
Swollen sick my hands
Domain of

The sky red
the wasteland
Feathers falling'

inside
Your lunatic feeble
A hysterical
the end of days

Slash wings the core is torn
red beings the soul is gone
Smash the of these goddamn walls

Force the end of the
Sanctified for a fear
Bliss the seeds of
While they observe

my
Wounded at the end
of you
My desire in eyes

Free
the unknown
Oh well all fucked
But silent still you

eyes
Null screams calling' for a
Sky may cry
Bleeding'