Luyện nghe bài hát The Bethorian Shrine

Bethor - My thou infest,
thy magick my blade,
my from the black meteor
at the hour of night.
my gifts!
Bethor - of proud Jupiter,
I kneel to thy altar-stone.
My legions to awake in this night
and by thy blessings, they rise.
thy powers!

I the constellation,
to the ancestral nightsky.
I release my spirit in thy
as the time of thy is night.

my cries!!!

Cold-ardent of thine,
thou inflame the pyre in me
to all feelings of the heart
and to render back blood blood...

Cold-freezing of thine,
shall awake the powers in me
to the sky at day
and to the stars at night.

And he came, roaring a mountain-storm,
a out of the everblack night,
sweeping fiercely into my heart
that I shall to his shrine.

Entomb my in the twilight,
while my soul the void,
forth my precious blood and set me free...

And thus, chained to the very
growing in each fulmoon-night.
And my reached the tombs in the moonlight
and they by unseen hands.
Grim spirits blessed by the of the comsos
forth to fulfill my demonic deeds.
Writhing...

Legions of mine, spectres,
conquer the lands, all thrones.
Let the sun never rise
until time this millennium.
Fire shall consume all traces I behind,
but let all who crossed my remember in fear:
The will fall to earth,
and all will be dead, but I never... dead will be!

War!!!

The of my thoughts is invincible
and my is nourished by blood
from the time that was when raged
and now time returns.

Bethor - Thy be unleashed
and focused by my shape.
The blackness of the reflects
in the of thy shrine.
my gifts!
Bethor - My soul thou hold in
since I gave the gift of my heart.
My chest is empty, no blood ever
but I share the of my own rebirth.
thy powers!

A shrine was the womb
for my soul to remain.
Now the time of is near,
I behold my recreation through
in the of hell...
"And again, the will spill human blood..."