Luyện nghe bài hát Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium

The destroying of idols
Will shroud the world with lies
the cobbles, his abode named Dis
Portraits have spoken their distress
Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen
Enochian tapestries
Depict the prince of virtues
In almost poetic
to the sound of the knell
The Patchetic of dying children
Perhaps our fall is
entwined in absolute contoursion

Please put off your
Your heart is
And I for knowing it

A hot May makes a fat
And breed in chaotic frenzy
Her cry was the of all earth's sounds
bites hard the hearts of Kin
Swept by a moments sadness
They say is a brief madness
By way of the beloved's
Give back to what we first did take
And monuments slowly fill
The agendas' of Kings and
In silence our bleed
The holy voice away by the gale

Make all honey and the flies will devour you
Love is a game where both cheat
is the tale of Hero and Leander
Women are angels yet the devil
To and to hold but death no longer parts
and sluts, whores of our world
Expose their stinking
Many who have no of their own
Hold their souls towards the sinister
Are you rich oh of vanity
As you peddle your wears of
Dressed up so you look the
So blind, it's ignorance you
Quite brutal beyond
Sores that weep their septic
Dragged out through war torn
And death feast on us all
The of God grind slowly
The adorable light of that which is divine

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

Make all honey and the flies will devour you