Luyện nghe bài hát The Golden Horns of Darash

All ysop burnt, all are poisoned
failed and Zebaoth lost,
The lambs are banished, the temple is
on white ruin, infernal host

So come forth, Lord of the number
Rise, oh trinity of DEATH, DEATH and
Burn this vermin world in its most slumber
And to all of Sheob, give the sulphur

all their ghastly colours
And to scorn their charity warmth
Smear our sin to their most innocense
And nail all to the cross!!!

For they live to die, we die to
Our is their end!
While they fall with twelve, we rise seven
So wake the astral by Thy pale hand!!!

All ysop burnt, all fruits are
Adonai failed and lost
The lambs are slaughtered, our temple golden
Crawl on your ruin, seraphic ...

And my tongue speaks ancient
psalms above the flames
My heart pumps but void my veins
My runs slow, too slow for chains
For that tie me down to earth
For chains that keep up organic curse

...for I see horns...
...golden horns...
...for I see horns...
...HORNS!!!!!!!...