Luyện nghe bài hát The Apostasy Canticle

When our were lit by chaos...
We knew not the grip; the bondage of
Then he waved his sceptre, and cosmos was
Too we knew our freedom was lost

He blinded us; polluted our and forced us to drink his blood

I will the world god's true face, I will let the thunder roar... forevermore
deceived his world, but regained paradise in the fire of my soul...
(But) in the of wind I sleep, as I wail this petrified landscape
Chaos, anguish... an optimum in the clarity of certainty... so empty

[The voice of the souls:]
"Mighty lucifer - thou art the light leads to darkness
AS much as I praise thee, I thee without praise...
As much as I love myself, I adore thee
Thou art our true father; the of venus, the essence of our hope"

Death, solemn death of the reaper's star, devour his from afar
I fumble... live... I fall... die; isolated in the of god... and suffering
In lurks the everlasting absence... for my dark euphoria
Thence I am sovran created, in heaven, myself... and I fell in fury

The indolence of solitude may out the soul of its sermon,
And shall be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates

The of solitude may drive out the soul of its sermon,
and memory shall be to the blood which hopelessly pulsates...
...in our excruciating

"Is the region, this the soil, the clime,
the seat that we must change for heav'n,
This gloom for that celestial light?
Be it so, since hee who now is sovran can and bid what shall be right...
Fardest from him is best whom hath equald
Force made supreme above his equals
Farewel fields where joy for ever dwells...
Hail horrours, infernal world, and thou profoundest hell
thy new possessor...
One who brings a mind not to be chang'd by or time"

In this abyss we shall be
we shall celebrate the coming war