Luyện nghe bài hát The Apostasy Canticle

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

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

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

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

Death, solemn death of the reaper's star, devour his legacy from
I fumble... live... I fall... die; isolated in the of god... and suffering
In between 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 drive out the of its sermon,
And shall be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates

The indolence of solitude may drive out the of its sermon,
and memory shall be lost to the which hopelessly pulsates...
...in our hearts

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

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