Luyện nghe bài hát Prime Evil Renaissance

He kill the whitedraped men
He kill all holly men
He would kill the powers in
to these jokers in this pathetic game
He would the sleaze pig
He shepherd the sheep off the cliff
He would crush all organs of
to the process of renewal
He would avenge the
He would crave protection
He would sing the of darkness
to call upon it to
He would "mirror" in the tundra frost
He would its virtue
He would disable its ways of him
to give him that
This would be the way of the
in order to create you must
We would greet the morning mist
We would smile at all dying
We would cherish each and every
and celebrate the of Sin
We would bow to the planet's
we march under the flag of Dominion and Hate
we would burn all
and their works
We reveal the only truth
we would make really sorry
we would show them Sovereignty in fashion
and then be a reflection of loss
We soak up the last joys of our lives
we would Hail that grotesque we would walk on the last glory
and hope for blessing to