Luyện nghe bài hát The End Of Human Race

Here they come, the winged minions of the lord
As black clouds, they block the of the sun
By their side, flies the of the demon locusts
The lord, and chosen son of the apocalypse

This for sure, is the end - of human
Thunder roars, the now, gaping wide
Darkness unleash, it's armies upon the
The air with the stench of sulphur...
And flesh...

When the thought, they had seen the worst of hell
The ground explodes and fills the sky of dirt, and bone
The necro-lord, rises from
Gathered stands, the rest of his merciless

The horde

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

The humans -

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

It's all that remains - of the race

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

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

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

The erased...