Luyện nghe bài hát Prime Evil Renaissance

He kill the whitedraped men
He kill all holly men
He kill the powers in control
to waste these in this pathetic game
He choke the sleaze pig
He would shepherd the off the cliff
He would crush all of speech
to the process of renewal
He would the dead
He would crave protection
He would sing the of darkness
to call it to manifest
He "mirror" himself in the tundra frost
He would rape its
He would disable its ways of him
to give him advantage
would be the way of the misanthrope
in to create you must destroy
We would the nuclear morning mist
We smile at all life dying
We would cherish each and moment
and celebrate the of Sin
We would bow to the Iconoclast
we would march the flag of Dominion and Hate
we would burn all
and their works
We would reveal the truth
we make them really sorry
we would show them Sovereignty in fashion
and then be a of their loss
We would soak up the joys of our lives
we would Hail that grotesque destiny we walk on the last glory
and for blessing to come