Luyện nghe bài hát Defile The Angelic

Upon these vile remains of
I hold the lance that pierced the
His true meaning in a shroud of lies
Recite times the antique rite

His hands
Poised the weeping Jew
Unto the of sin...

A fine of gold to who fall
Transfix the lamb to my king
Equal sons in benevolent
All forth from the well of life

Up the primordial swamps of one million years ago
Unto the highest mountain with all life spread below
A of all the world
With its nations and races and
The mosaic of human life with some not to sanctify
of ancestors past, foretell of a destiny
Forgotten words and archetypes, the by which we see

the angelic...

We march to with our destiny in our wings
Over desolate lands of earth and sand the chosen Jews were raised
thee, hymns of archaic lore foretell of a time to be
Evolving into the light, forging a new destiny
Through ice and through snow, though and light,
The of the struggle attests to the might

the angelic...

A force greets the dark
The battles commence
Blood in a great cleansing flow
The banner of and order stands proud once again...