Luyện nghe bài hát To The Gates Of Blasphemous Fire

The day is (always) away and (the) night covers
the of coldness and darkness by it's screen.
The frozen (in) wrath tears the letters...
The is free and the rivers of blood flow to the unknown.
Death opens it's gates and the fall down to its scarlet lake.
The ancient cults of that give the pleasure
to the of the nightmares and cruel 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 grows in the place.
One who tasted its bitterness get immortality,
and the master will dip him into the waters of blood and chaos.
The moon down the tears of light weeping for the great forests.
Its gladness is expressed in these
of and paradoxical eminence.
master!
Give the to the children of nightmares and take their gifts.
And they'll come to your gates (that are) widely for them...
power, eminence, immortality, blood, and chaos.
The castle!
The castle!
The shelter for the ones who eternally search and chaos.
In it those who give the true to the world
and take the from it...
We are on our road.
The is flowing,
the is on fire,
we are by chaos...
to the gates of fire!