Luyện nghe bài hát The Apostasy Canticle

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

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 death of wind I sleep, as I wail this landscape
Chaos, anguish... an optimum in the clarity of certainty... so empty

[The voice of the dark
"Mighty lucifer - thou art the light that leads to
AS much as I praise thee, I love without praise...
As much as I myself, I adore thee relentlessly
Thou art our true the wine of venus, the essence of our hope"

Death, solemn death of the reaper's star, devour his legacy 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 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 lost to the blood hopelessly pulsates...
...in our hearts

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

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