Luyện nghe bài hát War To Feed The Ancients

Millenia of systematic
Bodies populating the crust of the scorched earth
Cremation sprayed ashes unto the water
Tormented dread rebirth.

is a fragile dream
The comfort of a
Behemoths the war machines
Lit by a molten
The man is cruel
With merciless designs for
A genocide
To condemn the to the other side...

Cosmic eyes with eternal patience
The war to the ancients.

The illusion of peace
A mask of sanity for a species
fire rips through the veil
Serrated blades blood to rid the disease.

each mortal shell that crumbles away
One more is released
Uncounted scores of fallen
Languish at the gates of
Outer gods and their
Prepare for a feast
Empowered by the hopeless
The festering fabric of reality will split a gaping incision.