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

 Suffer  Storms
 
 Tied to  wooden stake
 Left in the forest  dies
 Struggling to  free
 Thoughts of my  passing by
 
 The howl of a nearby 
 Echoes carried in the 
 My  beaten body hoping
 Praying to my gods for I have 
 
 The thunderous storms of  impure gods
  me into neverending solitude
  which my soul is forever tormented
 By the damned  the pits of Acheron