Luyện nghe bài hát The Blessing Of Death

For who fear the dark
Shall always be
who live thru spells
Restless death will

Born the promised
Land of
The sickened
Bringer of

Awakened lust - - witches blood
spawn - blessed - by no priest
Dark instinct - - shall prevail
Burning death - - faith will fail

Fire walk me
Lord of the dead to me

I was a child
The dark would my name

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

Swinging, smiling - rotten from a
For I've the blessing
I always be

- against - all that's holy
Merciless - to all - unfold thee

Fire with me
of the dead talk to me

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

tied me to the stake

I my fate
The grow oh so high
I that I could die