Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Mantra

Through centuries leading wars.
Armed with crucifixes. Hardened dogmas.
Ravaging, cursing and every Proteus.
I heard faith is a weapon. To protect or
If you want me, find me a not raised from ruins.
Find me a god with non 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 with familiar face
Is kindly to strike a bargain.
Priceless currency, for sale.
A offer?!
Who fairy tales?

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

Divided by symbols, possessed by
cut for power,
Rebels on their blood
carved in red stone
Altars looted gold
Sanctification by
Absolution by
impaled on their thrones
The reaper's around
circle rolls on

I see the - fed by the same earth breast
I see the races - watered by the same earth
I see all the chosen nations - sharing the breath (as me)
I saw burnt - their blood soaked into this earth
I saw gods raised from their
Under names
I saw hate
Driven by of otherness.