Luyện nghe bài hát Crucified Ones

Mortal standing in the row
to reach up to the burning sky
Damned grouping on the dark
Going the stretched arms
Bodies,
bended in pain
Lifeless staring at the space
Persecution of the has begun
the place of the alteration
Where turns into other form
Dark ritual of demons
Hear the cries - of the ones
Throbing Flashes in the of thunder
Nailed hands greeting gods
Coming fourth to in blood
Bodies,
changend in lust
Purple fluid streams on the
tears of dying cross...
Here's the of alteration
Where gods into temporal form,
Dark ritual of procreation
Come on! Leave your life and join the in hell
of forgotten arts
Deign to at your servant
my greatest sacrufuce
Sebd in vastard's seed!
O to me!
I beg thee, open wide the
All flends of
the deep of dark abyss arrive!
Pazuzu, the one
Lord, who feeds on cries!
Bless the damned, the blessed
- them
The Final Massacre
Warriors with hate destruction
true the awful prediction
Still alive corpses lie in the
Spitting the to the god
Dying in flames mob
in pain "This can't be, Oh god"
Maybe they will he was never
But will be too late, so die
Circling in the sky the now descend
To raise their of mankind till its end
The massacre of people on the earth
Pain cracks their minds, everywhere is
False gods in their tremble with fear
They know the is now so near
Unearthly Armageddon burns with flames of
Poisoned seed flung virgin's womb
Circling in the sky the now descend
To raise slaughter of mankind till its end
The final of people on the earth
Pain cracks their minds, is death
Merciless' fly over head
Its no time for imploring plans
Commit suicide with horror in eyes
Bleeding with scars, world now dies
Warriors with inflict destruction
Comes with awful prediction
Still alive corpses lie in the
Spitting the to the god
Dying in damned mob
Screaming in "This can't be, Oh god"
Maybe theu understand he was never
But will be too late, so die
Differend Armageddon came true under eyes
Dust comes down when the came for the sunrise
The final massacre, winds destroy the
Impaled heads notify, winner is the death