Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Mantra

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

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

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

Divided by symbols, by laws
cut for power,
Rebels choked on their
Temples in red stone
Altars from gold
by slaughter
Absolution by
impaled on their thrones
The reaper's around
Vicious circle on

I see the cultures - fed by the earth breast
I see the races - by the same earth veins
I see all the chosen nations - sharing the breath (as me)
I saw civilizations burnt - their blood into this earth
I saw gods raised from their
different names
I saw devouring
by fear of otherness.