Luyện nghe bài hát The Apostasy Canticle

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

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

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

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

Death, solemn death of the reaper's star, devour his legacy from
I fumble... live... I fall... isolated in the crowds of god... and suffering
In lurks the everlasting absence... for my dark 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 memory be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates

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

"Is the region, this the soil, the clime,
This the seat that we change for heav'n,
This gloom for that celestial light?
Be it so, since hee who now is sovran can dispose and bid shall be right...
Fardest from him is best reason hath equald
Force made supreme above his equals
Farewel happy fields where joy for 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 be free
Here we shall celebrate the war