Luyện nghe bài hát Spiritual Demise

The sons of the night, the Gods of the
by a rolling thunder
There is no grace, is no guilt
Inflamed by a wonder

Looking my eyes
And see the wisdom from
Execution of my
And spiteful all around

to be a man
Who has no nature and no
wait 'til death arise
Spiritual

Lifeless dreams, kings
Absorbing through my
creatures, false God leaders
Fighting side by

Looking through my
And see the wisdom above
Execution of my
And spiteful all around

to be a man
Who has no nature and no
Can't wait 'til arise
demise

Give me the sign that I
Like of mystery
Invoking for the breeding
Eternal fleshly

hate could fill my perverse heart
Erections now spill
The mortal dust that rides the
And fires by sparks

Corrosive sins blanched my
hell out of control
With arms a peaceful dusk
And takes me home

through my eyes
And see the wisdom from
Execution of my
And spiteful all around

to be a man
Who has no nature and no
Can't wait 'til death
Spiritual

This hate could my perverse heart
Erections now blood
The dust that rides the wind
And fires born by