Luyện nghe bài hát Wolverine

Deep in the dark of the forest came calls of sound from the
As danced their wicked dance round the fire in a dead trance
the chalice to the night darkly seek to their own delight
Sacrifice to the only son blood sip it one by one
Cleansing the altar awaiting the prize the virgin clad whiter than
Holding the mass and presenting the cross inverted below
Doubles the blade in the cold and blessed night holds it to be marked
Hammering down in the soft below ripping and tearing the heart
Oh lord of limbionic state take the prize we deliver to the gate
Cloven the demons cloak ascends from the earth being never ends
As they fall to their knees and prey as the reimburse the day
Colder than any mortal his hands stretch to infinity
All the flock there's no life in here any more
Deeper than hades he to his side the man who presented the mass
nothing the high priest is drawn kneels to his master's request
Talking his left hand and passing it he ponders the mortal before
Swiftly he moves and faster than hell he out this lunatics soul
Oh lord of this state take the prize we deliver to the gate
Cleansing the altar awaiting the prize the virgin clad whiter than
the mass and presenting the cross pointed inverted below
Doubles the in the cold and blessed night holds it above to be marked
Hammering down in the soft flesh below and tearing the heart
Oh lord of this limbionic state take this we deliver to the gate
Deep in the dark of the forest came of sound from the wolverine