Luyện nghe bài hát Scourge of the Hierophant

The kings of the sands spat a curse this land
Divinity did revile deeds
A pox of stone to all denied the throne
The gods did call the priests to intercede.

Met at the gates, they to actuate
And the chattel poised to rebel.
Millions lament at the base of the
did the priests unleash the spell.

(pre-chorus)
As feast on scavenging beasts
the divine constructs of the Architect!
Obsidian bound by mystic rites
for the sovereigns to resurrect.

(Chorus)
Heed the call of the lords
Scorched skeletons of the
The and the sword
Unworthy to the of the highborn graves;
The filth of the will be purged by the Hierophant.

The blood was strewn and coursed the spiral runes
Insurgent turned to stone
The king could not see - by the victory
The portents still unknown.

The Hierophant did warn of the ash and the coming
The doom that crept across the
The of the winds bound all in limestone skin
And buried and subjects in a peasants' tomb.

(repeat and chorus)