Luyện nghe bài hát The Apostasy Canticle

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In this we shall be free
Here we shall the coming war