Luyện nghe bài hát Nocturnal Funeral

In the fields of death at an hour of destruction the blew cold
A vast field of tombstones and cenotaphs all
As I across the field I noticed a human circle formation
Standing at the edge of a yet grave deep in mourn
Buried and
In the and cold
In the moisty
at night

In the of the father, the son and the antichrist
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust to reign in
>From the innermost depths of the open
I a human cry for life and freedom
and forgotten
In the and cold
In the ground
at night
"I was mortal but I am fiend, I was
My shatter as I speak to you
yet not with the chilliness of the night
but hideousness is insufferable"
Buried and
In the dark and
In the moisty
at night
That deep, hollow, voice echoed
down from the pits of the uncovered grave
The former voice was now transformed
The former voice is now the voice of the fiend
Buried and
In the dark and
In the moisty
Burial at
Behold the formations of a funeral in the dark
Behold with the signs after a nocturnal funeral
the vast formations of a funeral in the dark
Behold with the signs after a nocturnal funeral