🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Rot To Dead - Sentenced

 Dark eyes meet in a black corner of the 
 Hate burns scars  our minds
 False shall be separated from the 
  moment of departure follows time
 
 Nocturnal  unfolds us...
 Melancholic silence 
 Walls  breeding malignant seeds...
 The spawn of hate shall be 
 
 Rot  Dead!!!
 
 Face to face - brother  brother
 The bitter taste of  of own ideals
 Atmosphere  evil, selfish minds
 in a battle which  will prevail
 
 Paradoxal tranquillity...
 Leads the Fiend  of our minds...
 Raging wrath -  weeping sorrow...
 But Hate remains in our