Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge Inferno

Carrion my
For who to choose to mouth the curse
A serenade
With Judas in my

The halls of shame
Where statues coldly no worse
the murders I reclaim
From a dark, time

Kissing heaven
He lips free of his heretic discharge
to repent
For the brute that ravaged

In slight beauty weeps
Conquest's methodical screwing
Hurt
Like the world wound at his

Dirge
Dirge

As it is written, it
So let it be wrung, Inferno
From throats of those in
The past at has come

A savage without respite
the freezing air
This chill, grist for his mill
If of joy will blear elsewhere

And bells drown in the cracks of doom
The storms us hew
As lightning like bifurcate tongues
two by two

Hissing
He storms the skies on electric
in contempt
On the of the weak

all resolve
The beast simmers, his scarlet women
Spit their
On the face of peace

Inferno
Dirge

As it is written, it
So let it be wrung, Inferno
throats of those in overthrow
The past at last has

A hell bound heart, the rose and
locked to hastened blood
The moon disrobes to droves
Of legions

These rivers press, his adorns
Senates and enemy
his power takes in ingratitude
The of the weak
The writhing of the

my name
The star that fell to earth
And blistered free of
In the pits of self

Now those become a garret
Overseeing endless
As the waters to claret
And the Vatican satins