Luyện nghe bài hát Symhonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium

The genius of idols
Will shroud the with utter lies
Dance the cobbles, his named Dis
Portraits have spoken their masters
Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen
Failing Enochian
Depict the prince of fallen
In poetic rhapsody
Masterbate to the sound of the
The Patchetic stench of children
Perhaps our fall is
Limbs in absolute contoursion

Please put off veil
Your heart is
And I shudder for it

A hot May makes a fat
And Lychfowel breed in frenzy
Her cry was the saddest of all earths
Trauma hard the hearts of Kin
Swept away by a sadness
They say is a brief madness
By way of the beloveds
Give back to what we first did take
And monuments would slowly
The agendas' of and Queens
In our faces bleed
The voice torn away by the gale

yourself all honey and the flies will devour you

Love is a game where both cheat
Gone is the tale of and Leander
Women are angels yet wedlock's the
To have and to hold but death no longer
Harlots and sluts, whores of our
Expose stinking vaginas'
Many who have no will of own
Hold their towards the sinister bloom
Are you rich oh lord of
As you your wears of cruelty
Dressed up so you the part
So blind, ignorance you wear

Quite beyond belief
Sores that weep their septic
out through war torn lifetimes
And death shall on us all
The mills of God grind
The adorable light of that which is most

The of her shape
With mansions of awe and
in simplicity
So at last faith rewards you
Through fields enriched with shade
And fragrant lavenders to smell
You and drink wine of no great age
Nature scent the farthest shores
Face to your angelic host
All hopes in you kept
Is God your and all your dreams
If your body is frail yes by all means

Make yourself all honey and the flies will you