Luyện nghe bài hát Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium

The genius of idols
Will shroud the world with utter
the cobbles, his abode named Dis
Portraits have spoken their masters
Icons with kisses, tell me who seen this
Enochian tapestries
Depict the prince of fallen
In almost rhapsody
Masterbate to the sound of the
The Patchetic stench of children
Perhaps our fall is
Limbs entwined in absolute

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

A hot May a fat churchyard
And Lychfowel breed in frenzy
Her cry was the of all earth's sounds
Trauma bites the hearts of Kin
Swept away by a moments
say rage is a brief madness
By way of the beloved's
Give back to nature what we did take
And would slowly fill
The of Kings and Queens
In silence our faces
The holy torn away by the gale

Make yourself all honey and the will devour you
Love is a where both players cheat
Gone is the of Hero and Leander
Women are angels yet wedlock's the
To have and to hold but death no parts
and sluts, whores of our world
Expose stinking vaginas'
who have no will of their own
Hold souls towards the sinister bloom
Are you rich oh of vanity
As you peddle wears of cruelty
Dressed up so you look the
So blind, ignorance you wear
Quite beyond belief
Sores that their septic tears
out through war torn lifetimes
And death shall on us all
The mills of God grind
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 fields enriched with shade
And fragrant lavenders to smell
You laugh and drink of no great age
Nature does scent the farthest
to face your angelic host
All in you imperishably kept
Is God your wish and all your
If your body is frail then yes by all

Make yourself all honey and the will devour you