Luyện nghe bài hát Upon The Grey Sky Of Zamhareer

Behold the twilight
the freezing horizon
As as blood in the night
A majestic of eerie
The fathomless fear for
The path to our
Lightened by the grudge of the Fallen

Behold our wraiths reformed in
Becoming one our Master
Bearing the fragrance
without form, unbounded
By flesh and its stench of
Children of the blizzard
Gusts of in the desert of frost

Bless the virtues of the Foul!
Our grim souls last forever!

Upon the sky of Zamhareer
Our spirits will feast on sins!

Behold His of filths and thorns
Built from abhorrence and
A godless of misanthropy
A shrine of and perversion
The sanctuary for the hearted
A blessing from the Unholy Ones!

Rise! for eternity!
The souls of lunacy
We shall know time nor deities
Our Master demands
To the never-ending winter
To be the nightmares
In the infinity

As the mist of dark the land
A chant is spoken by twisted
Sustained by the breath of frozen
By the horror it will be heed
For the call of blizzard
For the of eternal twilight

the song of unwanted children
Drowning the scream of their
A serenade of perfection
Embraced by the six wings of

the ice dominates
Feeding on the of mortals
Their pain please our dead heart
Their cry will our bliss!

Frostbitten rivers of icy
Where prophets lay in its depth
Frozen as in the winter
As pale as the colour of

The Zamhareer...
Where cold and reached their peak...

its eternity...
Where and fear reached their peak...
Our grim will last forever....

Upon the grey sky of
Our spirits will feast on sins!