Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Mantra

Through centuries leading wars.
Armed with crucifixes. with dogmas.
Ravaging, cursing and murdering Proteus.
I heard is a weapon. To protect or kill?
If you want me, find me a not raised from ruins.
me a god with non dirty hands.
And I will be assassin.

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

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

Divided by symbols, by laws
cut for power,
Rebels choked on blood
Temples in red stone
from looted gold
Sanctification by
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 - by the same earth veins
I see all the chosen nations - the same breath (as me)
I saw civilizations burnt - their soaked into this earth
I saw gods raised their ashes
Under different
I saw hate
Driven by of otherness.