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

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

from the abyss
Do not us
Do not let the words

as a pearl
Pick the fruits
And dies of delicious
So the makes
The thorny shrub lie
On the head

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

The
dreams
Without
On knees
overwhelms the darkness
Priests sweep eyes
Over crosses
angrily look
Are the prayer
The
Prayer in
The
for blood

And the death of
Turned his
To the sky
And the demented
Is crying, all around
Unchained hands that
to pieces
Sa that won't sound again