Luyện nghe bài hát The Apostasy Canticle

When our were lit by chaos...
We knew not the the bondage of light
he waved his sceptre, and cosmos was formed
Too late we our freedom was lost

He blinded us; our minds and forced us to drink his blood

I will the world god's true face, I will let the thunder roar... forevermore
deceived his world, but regained paradise in the fire of my soul...
(But) in the death of wind I sleep, as I wail petrified landscape
Chaos, anguish... an optimum in the clarity of certainty... so empty

[The voice of the souls:]
"Mighty lucifer - thou art the light leads to darkness
AS much as I thee, I love thee without praise...
As much as I love myself, I adore relentlessly
Thou art our true the wine of venus, the essence of our hope"

Death, solemn death of the reaper's star, devour his legacy from
I fumble... live... I fall... die; isolated in the of god... and suffering
In between lurks the absence... for my dark euphoria
Thence I am created, like in heaven, myself... and I fell in fury

The indolence of solitude may out the soul of its sermon,
And memory shall be lost to the blood which pulsates

The of solitude may drive out the soul of its sermon,
and shall be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates...
...in our excruciating

"Is this the region, the soil, the clime,
the seat that we must change for heav'n,
This mournful gloom for that celestial
Be it so, since hee who now is sovran can and bid what shall be right...
Fardest from him is whom reason hath equald
Force hath made above his equals
Farewel happy where joy for ever dwells...
Hail horrours, infernal world, and thou profoundest hell
thy new possessor...
One who brings a mind not to be by place or time"

In this we shall be free
Here we celebrate the coming war