Luyện nghe bài hát The Obsidian Eternity And Anguish

"Listen to my choirs,
to my voice beyond...
Behold the scythe in my hands
and this: It is time to leave..."

In an imperium beyond skies
where no life and all light dies,
I touch the darkness of cold
to become enshrouded the night to rise...

I to the call of my own existence,
floating and in the infernal void,
yet unborn, yet not a thought,
already hiding the of a hallow grave.
Stalking...

is no body, no flesh.
No to comprehend,
no to live again,
just a of a thought in your eyes.
There can be no
when the void you see is me.
There can be holy
when I am the in your eyes.

Name me equal to and death,
a spirit haunting the night,
a spirit that is a in itself
and all demons that and will be...

I am an enigma in question,
all what knows is useless to me,
being a question you never answer:
What lies in the fires of

In funereal we unite
under a starlit sky.
Lay to me thy woeful
and all as sacrifice...

The force of my being is
to any weapon by human hands,
I am and the night is my mother,
and I am the face of evil.

I am anguish - of all hate!
I am eternity - Wisdom the flames!
I am anguish - in thy veins!
I am Satan - The in thy grave!

I am a relic, in a moment,
stars collided with stars.
A million manifestation,
an aural that the night attracts.

I am like a beam the moon,
that you sense but see.
I am the smoke at cremation
and the of your funeral pyre.
Your are portals to me,
a given by the demon-ones.
Helpless you remain, I and leave,
able to end life any time.

O grim, hatred,
raging my existence.
My true of eternal darkness
I behold through dormant eyes.

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The obsidian and anguish
you meet again in the midnight skies.
I remain, never to perish,
the nightmare, the of your fears.

comes closer - Extinguish the candle.
Let thy flow into the night.
Paint in red, the constellation.
Thy soul with the obsidian sky...