Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph Of Death

Human - a child of the
Still fallowing his rules and
Demanding, enslaving and
Enthroned as a Lord of the Whole

of a God of a man
Too proud to perceive the
His constant way to the
A set up by the code

To the
To the
Still on
To the
To the
Where the awaits You...

closer, my Child
Now well in my arms
Cold of Death
Shall free final breath

To the
To the
marching on
To the
To the
You'll the Human... DEAD

O tempera, o mores!
How weak this pride...
Ad inferi
even Death may cry...

Human-a of the Earth
fallowing his rules and laws
Demanding, enslaving and
himself as a Lord of the World

To the
To the
marching on
To the
To the
meet the Human... DEAD

To the
To the
To the
To the
marching on