Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Mantra

Through centuries leading wars.
with crucifixes. Hardened with dogmas.
Ravaging, cursing and murdering Proteus.
I heard faith is a weapon. To protect or
If you me, find me a faith not raised from ruins.
Find me a god with non hands.
And I be your assassin.

struggle - exchange of souls.
Seven billions of souls. And is no free trade.
If god is a ware, who is the
Innocent merchant familiar face
Is kindly to strike a bargain.
Priceless currency, for sale.
A offer?!
Who fairy tales?

Instinct for destruction.
will muffle their screams.
Good Lord will drink blood.
Every divinity sacrifice.
sacrifice needs divine purposes.
This is mantra.
A rite.

Divided by symbols, by laws
cut for power,
Rebels choked on their
carved in red stone
Altars looted gold
by slaughter
Absolution by
impaled on their thrones
The dancing around
Vicious rolls on

I see the cultures - fed by the same earth
I see the races - watered by the earth veins
I see all the chosen - sharing the same breath (as me)
I saw civilizations - their blood soaked into this earth
I saw raised from their ashes
different names
I saw devouring
Driven by of otherness.