🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Suffer The Storms - Mournful Congregation

 Suffer The 
 
  to a wooden stake
 Left in  forest to dies
 Struggling to break 
 Thoughts of  life passing by
 
 The  of a nearby wolf
 Echoes carried in the 
 My shivering  body hoping
 Praying to my gods  I have sinned
 
 The thunderous  of the impure gods
  me into neverending solitude
 In which my soul is  tormented
 By the damned in the  of Acheron