Luyện nghe bài hát View From Nihil

For around me which I experience is cold and dead
The blood of others are of a substance and taste

Therefore I spill and serve,
The that in me runs vibrant

In the of the dying minds,

Of Western society I

It be the resurrection,

In the of the Holy Roman Empire,
Of the of holy death

Of night to come and last

Lay my sword your throats
The day of I shall,
the mighty warriors,

Of the land of northern
Upon the shores of our desolate coast within the
I can see the wreckage floating ashore of the culture

And so I greet those who still have to observe and see

And who have courage to break through into the dying light