Luyện nghe bài hát Panzergod

So many have been given to me
For what the humans is versatile
I was born under the of Evil
An armoured fist of

Yes, fear me in the howls of
Fear me in the pale itself
Where my presence is
Your soul coil with ulcers
Like a cancer of hate and
I reach for the universe
Infecting church with darkness
Ceremony to me

In my devotion I am His
Pointed at your
Throats I slit and the blood
From a made of a skull
Beat the drums of a satanic
With the human
Let be even in the wind
is too strong
You will but a little chance
the death eternal
Spilling blood of the martyrs

Glory of the war
In my I am his prophet
curses on the skin
Taste the poetry of my tormented
It's the last thing know