Luyện nghe bài hát Prime Evil Renaissance

He would the whitedraped men
He would kill all men
He would kill the in control
to waste jokers in this pathetic game
He would the sleaze pig
He would shepherd the sheep off the
He would crush all of speech
to start the of renewal
He avenge the dead
He would crave divine
He would the songs of darkness
to call upon it to
He would "mirror" himself in the tundra
He would its virtue
He disable its ways of hurting him
to give him advantage
would be the way of the misanthrope
in order to you must destroy
We greet the nuclear morning mist
We would at all life dying
We would cherish each and every
and the return of Sin
We would bow to the planet's
we would march the flag of Dominion and Hate
we would burn all
and their works
We would the only truth
we would make them really
we would show them Sovereignty in fashion
and then be a of their loss
We soak up the last joys of our lives
we would Hail that grotesque destiny we would walk on the glory
and for blessing to come