Luyện nghe bài hát Symphonaire 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
with kisses, tell me who have seen this
Failing Enochian
the prince of fallen virtues
In poetic rhapsody
to the sound of the knell
The Patchetic stench of children
Perhaps our fall is
Limbs entwined in contoursion

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

A hot May makes a fat
And Lychfowel breed in chaotic
Her cry was the saddest of all earth's
bites hard the hearts of Kin
Swept away by a moments
They say rage is a brief
By way of the farewell
Give back to nature what we first did
And monuments would fill
The agendas' of Kings and
In our faces bleed
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 angels yet wedlock's the
To have and to but death no longer parts
Harlots and sluts, whores of our
Expose their stinking
Many who have no of their own
Hold souls towards the sinister bloom
Are you oh lord of vanity
As you peddle wears of cruelty
Dressed up so you the part
So blind, ignorance you wear
Quite brutal beyond
that weep their septic tears
Dragged out through war lifetimes
And shall feast on us all
The mills of God grind
The adorable light of that which is divine

The fascination of her
With mansions of awe and
in simplicity
So at last faith rewards you
Through fields enriched with shade
And lavenders soft to smell
You laugh and drink wine of no age
Nature does the farthest shores
to face your angelic host
All hopes in you imperishably
Is God your wish and all dreams
If your body is frail yes by all means

Make yourself all and the flies will devour you