Luyện nghe bài hát Reptile

Aah
Glowing eyes, staring
Manifest of presence
With entities in disease of betrayal
A fall from paradise redemption
Wrath child's

He who speaks of nightly
He who wraps the serpent my neck
He who pours wine in my chalice
He who lets me serve and slip

And so I will take
In the of the light
Hiding like a masked miniature in the
A without relief it seems

For the art of becoming a
And to be in such curse
Is to forever creep among mortals
the dead in herds

Infesting the dead in

His grandeur of guidance in round trips
He who immersed my hands in throes
His paths on which domination
He who dares to prove the of mine

He who speaks of treasures
He who lets me serve and slip

Black unearthly void creature
Forbidden, forgotten, underrated
in the shape of angels holding my hands
Passing me what is of the wine
in the shape of angels holding my hands
Passing me what's of the wine

Aah
(Aah)