Luyện nghe bài hát Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium

The genius of idols
shroud the world with utter lies
Dance the cobbles, his named Dis
Portraits have spoken their distress
Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen
Failing Enochian
Depict the prince of fallen
In poetic rhapsody
to the sound of the knell
The Patchetic of dying children
Perhaps our is certain
entwined in absolute contoursion

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

A hot May a fat churchyard
And Lychfowel breed in chaotic
Her cry was the saddest of all sounds
Trauma hard the hearts of Kin
away by a moments sadness
They say rage is a madness
By way of the beloved's
Give to nature what we first did take
And monuments slowly fill
The agendas' of and Queens
In our faces bleed
The holy voice torn by the gale

Make yourself all and the flies will devour you
Love is a game where players cheat
Gone is the tale of Hero and
Women are angels yet the devil
To have and to but death no longer parts
and sluts, whores of our world
Expose stinking vaginas'
Many who have no of their own
Hold souls towards the sinister bloom
Are you rich oh lord of
As you peddle your of cruelty
Dressed up so you the part
So blind, ignorance you wear
Quite brutal belief
Sores that weep their tears
out through war torn lifetimes
And death feast on us all
The mills of God grind
The adorable light of that which is most

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

Make yourself all honey and the will devour you