Luyện nghe bài hát Swallowed

The cloud of doom
Fell upon my
Felt my sword

Beheading for a
Our swords covered blood
the melting sun
The is for pagan lords
Returning from the
Our village was set
The females for help
The sand-demons have scarred our sacred

Ashes and were left
To remind us of
The women had stained
By the rodents of the
Carriers of the
Left for us to
We must please Satan the rodents of the sands

Battle...

by the sand

The land was fully
But the desert could not be
They slithered to the
To praise Yahweh at
The had been taken
juice sucked into the sand
The sun their blood
Fluids consumed by the rodents

The blue cloud of
upon my land
Felt my sword