Luyện nghe bài hát Apocalyptic Dance

(music by - november 93)
(poems by bartsch - 93)
In coldness of my bowel
a yell mercilessness
bequeaths a trace of eternal
to my
Uneven throbbing
streams with raised
twisted channels
of my grief
In the black
of my agony
the deliverance
in form of a godless
The faceless
grasps stony miming
into the of mercy
and severs the blood flag
But it seems to me
the lightbringer
spreads a shroud
over the being
of an owl died in chains
As the in me bursts asunder
the round dance of the
up in my twilight