Luyện nghe bài hát To Walk The Infernal Fields

From the abode of
A of the pentagram
Comes the that painted
My and my soul

Swept in they are
in black I am

From this soul the eyes
That will look upon ten
Beautiful heads delight

My is the one
That will tend to flames
And make them
We share this
My is yours

I am disciple
And my own
Your weapon I be
With the demons possesses me
ride the seven sins of death
That takes me to

The of your horns
Is my dearest
They impale all and weak

You me face the mirror
And see
With my art I am the
In the of God