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

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