Luyện nghe bài hát Intro/Decaptitaded Saints

Black rotting invades my ailing flesh,
Destroys and me down alive,
Ulcerated stinking of death,
creators of mine,
Blasphemous words and that bleed,
In horrible ending torments,
for hell my dead body looks ahead,
That be soon the end.
you to die,
That unexpectedly,
Ask why?,
It's an inevitable thing.
Still existing being in deadly fear,
will be only heap of musty rot,
Tongue, and all my guts shall be
by the necrophagic grubs.
No hope I must die and to ashen dust,
My soul will fly away to of dead,
Absurd resistance, I feel, takes my soul,
I'm only, all, the slave of hell.
from this grave,
Is in your eyes?
You to leave your flesh,
wait for you - decapitated saints.
I've died to in everlasting world,
Where death and holy law of hate,
Omnipotent feeding the groans,
Of turn souls for mercy,
I'm, in the place, sin is all around,
And blood flows every clipped head,
A billion dirty souls decay in own blood,
Awaiting touch of force, that let 'em die!
I'm raising up eternal mists,
Heavens lie at of mine,
Wandering the sky I see Christ,
Whose I'm holding in my hand.
Is it possible the is the hell?
Perhaps my own terrible dream,
Clipped sacred seem to say to me,
That's true, the sky has to fire!