Luyện nghe bài hát Panzergod

So many names have been to me
For what the fear is versatile
I was under the yoke of Evil
An armoured of Satan

Yes, me in the howls of wolves
Fear me in the pale moon
Where my is near
Your soul will coil with
a cancer of hate and Evil
I reach for the universe
Infecting every church darkness
echoes to me

In my I am His weapon
Pointed at feebleness
Throats I slit and drink the
From a chalice made of a
Beat the drums of a march
With the human
Let be heard in the wind
Satan is too
You will but a little chance
Face the death
Spilling blood of the holy

of the sacred war
In my devotion I am his
curses on the skin
Taste the poetry of my skin
It's the last thing know