Luyện nghe bài hát The Blessing Of Death

For those who the dark
always be blessed
Those who thru spells
Restless death will

Born the promised
of salvation
The coming
Bringer of

lust - holy - witches blood
Devils spawn - - by no priest
Dark instinct - - shall prevail
death - alive - faith will fail

Fire walk me
Lord of the talk to me

I was a child
The dark call my name

In my dreams thru blood and I'd revel
"Pactum cum diabolo" born of the

Swinging, - rotten from a tree
For lost the blessing
I always be

Blasphemy - - all that's holy
Merciless - to all - death unfold

Fire walk me
Lord of the talk to me

Fate given with birth servant of
Though, I'm a true witch I can't die by
I feel only the the pain the one desires

tied me to the stake

I await my
The flames grow oh so
I wish I could die