Luyện nghe bài hát Obire Pestis (Suicidal Ruin)

Tjsi morbid night
of funerals broods
Mist rising the swamps
Where are alive
and crickets please me
Though not long my ears hear
Not long I howl at the moon
The end already creeps on my
Between old trees
I see that which reminding me
Of a time had reigned
With hope underneath
A regent to the of black memory
Lost, and waiting for hell
Asking why I at all
Where are my weapons and
There is no to save me
I have never
Pestis
Morbid night