Luyện nghe bài hát To The Gates Of Blasphemous Fire

The day is (always) going and (the) night covers
the children of and darkness by it's screen.
The frozen flame (in) wrath the letters...
The thirst is free and the of blood flow to the unknown.
Death opens gates and the victims fall down to its scarlet lake.
The ancient of blood that give the pleasure
to the children of the nightmares and reality.
The awesome castle stands where the is worth a life;
the blood and the rage unleashed by the of the night inside.
The star drops down its through the gallow loop,
as nightflower in the appointed place.
One who tasted its will get immortality,
and the master dip him into the stormy waters of blood and chaos.
The moon drops down the tears of weeping for the great forests.
Its is expressed in these drops
of silence and eminence.
master!
Give the to the children of nightmares and take their gifts.
And come to your gates (that are) widely opened for them...
power, eminence, immortality, blood, and chaos.
The castle!
The castle!
The shelter for the who eternally search and find chaos.
In it those who give the true history to the
and take the from it...
We are on our road.
The is flowing,
the is on fire,
we are by chaos...
to the of blasphemous fire!