Luyện nghe bài hát The Fall Of The Idols Of Flesh

Dash against the rocks the and his cries
Break the of the steed upon you ride
Boiling bodies of water, to glass the
And may mother's breasts and dust
Tongues shall be cut gaping mouths
For I voice a course towards desolation
Yet those chained to their own foul
Know only their nakedness

Push the rabble back, to the victor come the
Work to certain death the labor that
Bloat and putrefy that flowers
And tear from womb the babe
The blind and wretched be left to rot
The and alme dispatched
Give me sick, your meek, your lowly
For I will kick the dogs when are down

For I am the
And you the you the fuel
And I am the
Feasting on your of flesh
I am the and you my flock
The lightning strike that the rock
For I am vindication
And the my abattoir

Visions of war dreams of anger
A maelstorm of flame infernos of
Lightning phallus crack of roars
A lion in fight

Cleansing fire cleaving sword
The of the idols of flesh

The stellar winds beneath my
Are vengeance
The within my eyes
Black hate
Of blood blasphemies
My will: one
With strike of aftermath
In flesh rejoice

For I am the
And you the kindling you the
And I am the
Feasting on your idols of
I am the and you my flock
The lightning strike that splits the
For I am wrath-
And the world my