Luyện nghe bài hát The Caitiff Choir: Revelations

Can you hear
Their weary of agony
Traveling
the blackest regions of their hereafter

You may have to me
To understand mortal blasphemy
We are of the blackest hearts
We all are to the morning star

Do you hear the Caitiff
to none but themselves
Now do you see
Can you see me

Can you see we are?
Born of the blackest
We are all heirs to the star
Disheartening, it

To find man is inherently perverse
Disheartening, it
That man is evil
Do you hear the Choir

Faithful to none but
We are of the blackest
We all are heirs to the star