Luyện nghe bài hát The End Of Human Race

Here they come, the winged of the dark lord
As clouds, they block the light of the sun
By side, flies the king of the demon locusts
The destroyer lord, and son of the apocalypse

for sure, is the end - of human race
Thunder roars, the abyss now, gaping
Darkness unleash, it's armies the world
The air filled the stench of sulphur...
And flesh...

When the humans thought, they had the worst of hell
The ground explodes and the sky of dirt, and shattered bone
The necro-lord, rises below
Gathered stands, the of his merciless horde

The merciless

The very few might be alive, will be taken by the flames
The world is on fire, the flames higher...

The humans -

Now on the site, of this slaughter took place
One building rise, built by the infernal
A monument of evil, entirely made out of

all that remains - of the human race

The world is on fire - the flames higher...

"A lost to the pestilent horrors of a new demonic age"
"Impaled atop the monument the will burn"
"Forever..."

The few that might be alive, will be taken by the flames
The is on fire - the flames climb higher...

The erased...