Luyện nghe bài hát Panzergod

So many names have given to me
For what the fear is versatile
I was born the yoke of Evil
An fist of Satan

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

In my devotion I am His
at your feebleness
Throats I slit and the blood
From a chalice of a skull
Beat the of a satanic march
With the human
Let be heard even in the
Satan is too
You will but a little chance
Face the death
Spilling of the holy martyrs

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