Luyện nghe bài hát Proselytism Real

Martydom and
Psychosis of a rabid brood
dreams a foreign man
Nocturnal flush, frenzied and
Buried in a grave
up again the world to save
The of darkness and of death
An ormament
Sigh by
thought
Drive me in
Hungry
huminilty

So man I with lance and sword
once more the legions of lord
Thrill lissome lust of light
careing out of the night

Ascent to the virceous
In an era of fright and
A holy
in hands of unknown
Eradication,
And parish
Mephisto the
Makes me so I like to
But I cant believe its

REAL

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

PROCELYTISM