Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of The Crucified

Slowly drowning in
and death greet you
In the of the crucified
Survey the
Of a hundred
Crucified
Eroded of victims past
Human detrilus
Skulls underfoot
Aged blood and brown
The dead and the near
The unburiable stench of
Soft mouldy flesh
Dangles from bones
Forsaken sounds parched throats

P.S.]

Cracked and arched succumb
To sand days
Cadavers fester
rotted fruit on the vine
This is not
This is a place like any other
The sins of God and the of man
Their cunting trinity
Slowly forgotten in
The law abideth as the key
Vessel of holy
Hear me ones of the pit

J.M.]