Luyện nghe bài hát The Blessing Of Death

For those who the dark
Shall always be
Those who live spells
Restless death taste

Born dead the
of salvation
The sickened
of damnation

Awakened lust - holy - witches
Devils spawn - blessed - by no
Dark instinct - evil - prevail
death - alive - faith will fail

Fire with me
Lord of the dead to me

When I was a
The dark would call my

In my dreams blood and fire I'd revel
"Pactum cum diabolo" of the devil

Swinging, smiling - rotten a tree
For lost the blessing
I will be

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

Fire walk me
Lord of the talk to me

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

They've me to the stake

I await my
The flames oh so high
I wish that I die