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

 Suffer The 
 
 Tied to a wooden 
 Left in the forest to 
  to break free
 Thoughts of my life passing 
 
 The howl  a nearby wolf
 Echoes carried in the 
 My  beaten body hoping
 Praying to my gods for I  sinned
 
 The  storms of the impure gods
  me into neverending solitude
 In  my soul is forever tormented
  the damned in the pits of Acheron