Luyện nghe bài hát Intro/Decaptitaded Saints

Black blood invades my ailing flesh,
Destroys and me down alive,
Ulcerated stinking of death,
Excommunicated of mine,
Blasphemous and eyes that bleed,
In horrible never torments,
Waiting for hell my dead body ahead,
That be soon the end.
you to die,
That unexpectedly,
Ask why?,
It's just an thing.
Still existing being in deadly fear,
Soon be only heap of musty rot,
Tongue, heart and all my guts be
digested by the grubs.
No hope I must die and turn to dust,
My will fly away to realms of dead,
Absurd resistance, I feel, Darkness my soul,
I'm only, all, the slave of hell.
Raise this grave,
Is in your eyes?
You have to leave flesh,
Still for you - decapitated saints.
died to live in everlasting world,
Where reigns and holy law of hate,
lords feeding the groans,
Of turn imploring for mercy,
I'm, in the place, sin is all around,
And blood flows from every head,
A billion souls decay in ones own blood,
Awaiting beneficial of force, that let 'em die!
I'm raising up above mists,
lie at feet of mine,
Wandering the sky I see Christ,
Whose I'm holding in my hand.
Is it possible the is the hell?
it's my own terrible dream,
Clipped heads seem to say to me,
That's true, the sky has to fire!