Luyện nghe bài hát Warborn

Amidst a din of smoke
And on the battlefield born
on the teat of my dear mother war
Hardened to stone through
Mocked, and scorned
A bayonet severed umbilical

The wind sings its sad
a blackened and hollow ribcage
I'm to die in divine
the flames as my grave

This of inhuman carnage
Where the blood eternally
To my brothers who've before me
I will with you again

This my playground
The is howling ablaze
The skeletal illuminates the sky
As destroys their grains

glee I rape and torture
My pleasure is inflicting
With a vigor unholy, fight to my doom
'Til I've vanquished the Christian God's

Sure it must be such a different
To which on the outside exist
At least I who loves me here
No delusions, all dismissed

era of inhuman tragedy
To be ushered by my hand
The bellowed to crematory highs
To dispose of the man

The wind sings its sad
Through a and hollow ribcage
I'm to die in battle
With the as my grave

realm of inhuman carnage
Where the blood eternally
To my brothers who've before me
I will with you again