Luyện nghe bài hát Prime Evil Renaissance

He kill the whitedraped men
He would all holly men
He would the powers in control
to these jokers in this pathetic game
He would the sleaze pig
He shepherd 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 of darkness
to call upon it to
He would "mirror" himself in the tundra
He would its virtue
He would disable its ways of him
to give him advantage
This be the way of the misanthrope
in order to create you must
We would greet the nuclear morning
We smile at all life dying
We would cherish and every moment
and the return of Sin
We would bow to the Iconoclast
we march under the flag of Dominion and Hate
we would all conspirators
and works with'em
We would reveal the truth
we would make really sorry
we show them Sovereignty in true fashion
and then be a of their loss
We would soak up the last of our lives
we Hail that grotesque destiny we would walk on the last glory
and hope for to come