Luyện nghe bài hát Prosyletism Real

Martydom and
Psychosis of a rabid brood
Esoteric dreams a man
flush, frenzied and rude
Buried in a grave
up again the world to save
The of darkness and of death
An wedge
Sigh by
Bestial
me in corupt
Hungry
Inseparable

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

Ascent to the virceous
In an era of and terror
A document
Hold in of unknown
Eradication,
And parish
the oppressor
Makes me so I like to
But I cant believe its

PROCELYTISM

The day when I the paradies
I flog my horse to the hills of
in my cenotaph to

PROCELYTISM