Luyện nghe bài hát Swallowed

The blue cloud of
Fell upon my
Felt upon my

for a feast
Our swords covered with
Beneath the sun
The praise is for pagan
Returning the hunt
Our was set afire
The females for help
The sand-demons scarred our sacred land

and smoke were left
To remind us of
The women had been
By the of the desert
of the disease
Left for us to
We must Satan attack the rodents of the sands

Battle...

Swallowed by the

The was fully conquered
But the desert could not be
slithered to the core
To praise at nightfall
The children had taken
juice sucked into the sand
The sun reflected blood
Fluids consumed by the below

The cloud of doom
upon my land
Felt upon my