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 spoken their masters distress
Icons with kisses, tell me who have this
Enochian tapestries
Depict the of fallen virtues
In poetic rhapsody
Masterbate to the of the knell
The Patchetic stench of children
our fall is certain
Limbs in absolute contoursion

Please put off your
heart is blameless
And I shudder for it

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

Make yourself all honey and the flies devour you

Love is a game where players cheat
is the tale of Hero and Leander
Women are angels yet the devil
To have and to hold but no longer parts
Harlots and sluts, whores of our
Expose stinking vaginas'
who have no will of their own
Hold their souls the sinister bloom
Are you rich oh lord of
As you your wears of cruelty
Dressed up so you look the
So blind, it's ignorance you

Quite brutal belief
Sores that weep their tears
Dragged out war torn lifetimes
And shall feast on us all
The mills of God slowly
The adorable of that which is most divine

The of her shape
With of awe and splendour
Elegant in
So at last faith rewards you
Through fields enriched with pastel
And fragrant lavenders to smell
You laugh and drink of no great age
does scent the farthest shores
Face to face angelic host
All hopes in you kept
Is God your wish and all dreams
If your is frail then yes by all means

Make yourself all honey and the will devour you