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

  The Storms
 
 Tied to  wooden stake
 Left in the  to dies
  to break free
 Thoughts  my life passing by
 
  howl of a nearby wolf
 Echoes carried in  winds
 My shivering beaten  hoping
  to my gods for I have sinned
 
 The thunderous  of the impure gods
  me into neverending solitude
 In  my soul is forever tormented
 By  damned in the pits of Acheron