Luyện nghe bài hát With Wrath So Divine

I curse the of God,
and I curse the of light,
I no sight in this infinite deafening night,

hatred rendered to one,
With withering of my passed past,
With so deeply pressing,
With Death lingering so near,
With fate whispering into my ear,
With erased by borrowed time,
With shadowing behind,
roads leading aimlessly in circles,
With so divine.

To quench the throat of murder, all sins are devoured, to remain graveless

The climax of boiling summon my presence,
the has come to punish pestilence,
cries of suffering echo as go unheard,
I'll rip throat, I'll piss down your spine,
I'll shred innards, and chew your guts,
I'll spew venom in your heart, I'll your soul,
I'll use your head as my lantern, And leave you for dead.

I am the prophet,
with so divine.