Luyện nghe bài hát View From Nihil

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

Therefore I must and serve,
The blood in me runs vibrant

In the of the dying minds,

Of society I recreate

It be the resurrection,

In the year of the Roman Empire,
Of the brotherhood of death

Of night times to and last

Lay my upon your throats
The day of I shall,
Upon the warriors,

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

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

And who still have courage to break through into the dying