Luyện nghe bài hát Proselytism Real

Martydom and
of a rabid sickless brood
Esoteric dreams a man
flush, frenzied and rude
Buried in a nameless
Stand up again the world to
The fear of darkness and of
An ormament
by prophecy
Bestial
me in corupt
Hungry
huminilty

So man I came with lance and
Lead once more the legions of
Thrill with lissome lust of
Come careing out of the

to the virceous circle
In an era of and terror
A holy
Hold in hands of
Eradication,
And noise
Mephisto the
me so I like to feel
But I cant its true

PROCELYTISM

The day when I arrive the
I my horse to the hills of violation
in my cenotaph to

PROCELYTISM