Luyện nghe bài hát Prime Evil Renaissance

He would the whitedraped men
He would all holly men
He would the powers in control
to waste jokers in this pathetic game
He would choke the pig
He would shepherd the off the cliff
He would crush all organs of
to start the process of
He would avenge the
He crave divine protection
He would the songs of darkness
to call it to manifest
He would "mirror" in the tundra frost
He rape its virtue
He would its ways of hurting him
to give him that
would be the way of the misanthrope
in order to create you must
We greet the nuclear morning mist
We smile at all life dying
We would cherish each and every
and celebrate the of Sin
We bow to the planet's Iconoclast
we would march under the of Dominion and Hate
we burn all conspirators
and their works
We reveal the only truth
we would make them really
we would show Sovereignty in true fashion
and then be a reflection of loss
We would soak up the last joys of our
we would Hail grotesque destiny we would walk on the last glory
and hope for blessing to