Luyện nghe bài hát Symhonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium

The destroying of idols
Will shroud the world with lies
Dance the cobbles, his abode Dis
Portraits spoken their masters distress
Icons with kisses, tell me who have this
Failing tapestries
Depict the prince of fallen
In almost rhapsody
Masterbate to the of the knell
The Patchetic stench of children
our fall is certain
Limbs entwined in contoursion

put off your veil
Your is blameless
And I for knowing it

A hot May makes a fat
And Lychfowel in chaotic frenzy
Her cry was the saddest of all sounds
Trauma bites the hearts of Kin
Swept away by a sadness
say rage is a brief madness
By way of the beloveds
Give back to nature we first did take
And monuments would slowly
The agendas' of Kings and
In silence our faces
The holy voice torn away by the

Make yourself all honey and the flies will you

Love is a game both players cheat
is the tale of Hero and Leander
Women are yet wedlock's the devil
To have and to hold but death no parts
and sluts, whores of our world
Expose stinking vaginas'
Many who have no of their own
Hold their souls towards the bloom
Are you rich oh lord of
As you peddle your of cruelty
Dressed up so you look the
So blind, it's ignorance you

Quite brutal belief
Sores that weep their septic
Dragged out through war lifetimes
And death shall on us all
The of God grind slowly
The adorable of that which is most divine

The fascination of her
mansions of awe and splendour
Elegant in
So at last faith rewards you
Through fields enriched pastel shade
And lavenders soft to smell
You laugh and wine of no great age
does scent the farthest shores
Face to face your angelic
All in you imperishably kept
Is God your wish and all dreams
If your body is frail yes by all means

Make yourself all honey and the flies devour you