Luyện nghe bài hát Prime Evil Renaissance

He kill the whitedraped men
He would kill all men
He would kill the in control
to waste these in this pathetic game
He would the sleaze pig
He would the sheep off the cliff
He crush all organs of speech
to the process of renewal
He would the dead
He would divine protection
He would sing the songs of
to upon it to manifest
He would "mirror" in the tundra frost
He would rape its
He would its ways of hurting him
to give him that
would be the way of the misanthrope
in to create you must destroy
We would greet the morning mist
We would at all life dying
We would cherish each and moment
and celebrate the of Sin
We would bow to the planet's
we would march under the flag of Dominion and
we would all conspirators
and their with'em
We would the only truth
we make them really sorry
we show them Sovereignty in true fashion
and then be a reflection of their
We soak up the last joys of our lives
we would Hail that destiny we would walk on the last glory
and for blessing to come