Luyện nghe bài hát Death Magick For Adepts

Come distortured bitter things seek meaning
Even if madness to behold
Once forbears to horizons where the stayed dreaming
Now nightmares waken souls fear the living's toll

Bosch and Brueghel three times
Moon stain thy graves
For words are at loss to trace
The face of today's wraith

One half adrift in the vast of despair and misery
The a mask of rich red lips
Whetted by the of belief and greed

All damned in this inferno virgil averts his eyes
From the black mass gang rape
Of ceasing hands an forced

Trespass seven gates to a world blood let to shades
Where seraphim of their cold and coming master's race
In the sewers of Babylon stillborn to a anon
Chimiracles will hatch like plots to dredge faeces to pearl cross

penteholocaust
Five past yet still man grasps
At final straws to his cast

His is a leper we shall not want he betrayed us with white lies
His acrid pall as of the tomb us how we rot inside
Gutted like fool's paradise gutted on cruel

court to chaos holding to far graver arms
A downfall to all resounds
As orgies peak in centered psalms

And nature screams her sufferings under bowed and cankered
A scorched earth necrotica burning
Like the robes we've torn her

She begs us lay her pain to
Lest we are with nothingness
Save for her stripped and ravished

And if her fate is not portent of
Then the comets graxe nightskies
surely cleanse of wrongs and rights
When you and I and all else

It's down this carcass maggotropolis
Interdependent as worms to the
Allah's true name is Christ cannot save
in a waltz of evermore frantic steps
Spells of regret death for adepts

Be prepared to fulfill
The fall of a sin dynasty
Glutted like fool's paradise, glutted on cruel

woven hearts a thorn arbour
Left tear reason upon the shore
And bereft of compass or more set out for this world's end
Few at the prow most slave below coal a perfect gold

But for all it's worth the engines dead in the brine again
cabin fever sodomy on the bounty prey to phallus seas
That hiss and foam to disease a storm roars on the way
Blacker than the ace of rapes out by death in darkwood glades
Our ship of fools all boards handmade sinks dashed by seismic