Luyện nghe bài hát To Walk The Infernal Fields

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

Swept in they are
in black I am

From this comes the eyes
That will look your ten
Beautiful heads delight

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

I am your
And my own
Your I will be
With the demons that me
ride the seven sins of death
That takes me to

The sign of horns
Is my vision
They all holy and weak

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