Luyện nghe bài hát Sodden Jackal

Wet fur the smell of death
cur
On your their fetid breath
Jackal kings, slaves

The child is delivered unto the
the womb of a beast
With a parents of the dark
To and serve

the blackness they emerge
Fed on diseased
For master they must kill
To guard the of hell's conception

Running you scream in fear
terror
A of evil unbelieved
Behold the

relentlessly
Can't give up, we must
Bodies lie in smoldering
Bring cold lips unearthly

A soul was not won
So the prophecy
Has the of a man
It the mark of numbers

Now the faith and sacred knives
The is right
The beast is destroyed and the commands
Triumphant