Luyện nghe bài hát Prime Evil Renaissance

He would the whitedraped men
He would all holly men
He would kill the powers in
to waste these in this pathetic game
He choke the sleaze pig
He shepherd the sheep off the cliff
He would all organs of speech
to start the of renewal
He would avenge the
He crave divine protection
He sing the songs of darkness
to upon it to manifest
He "mirror" himself in the tundra frost
He rape its virtue
He would disable its ways of him
to give him that
This be the way of the misanthrope
in to create you must destroy
We greet the nuclear morning mist
We would at all life dying
We would cherish each and every
and celebrate the of Sin
We would bow to the Iconoclast
we would march under the of Dominion and Hate
we burn all conspirators
and works with'em
We would the only truth
we would make them really
we would show them Sovereignty in fashion
and then be a reflection of loss
We would soak up the last joys of our
we would that grotesque destiny we would walk on the last glory
and hope for blessing to