Luyện nghe bài hát Rituals Sceptrus (Mystery, Prophetical part 1)

Crucified
Are in the mist
Their weeping's like a
And dogs are
By the
For the night to

Come from the
Do not us
Do not let the words

Just as a
the satiating fruits
And dies of taste
So the mist
The thorny lie fighter
On the crucified

your lips up
Wake arms up
Like a soul when praying
the sceptre
The sceptre of

The
dreams
Without
On their
Lament overwhelms the
Priests sweep eyes
Over crosses
Priests look
Are the prayer
The
Prayer in
The
for blood

And the of them
Turned his
To the sky
And the riff-raff
Is crying, all around
Unchained hands that
Throats to
Sa that won't sound again