Luyện nghe bài hát Facade of reality

Sanguis meus non iam perbibendus sit

aeterintatis
Numquam
surget et deteget
Imaginem ?

People created religious
To give their a glimmer of hope
And to ease fear of dying
And people religious intentions
Only to feel superior and to a license to kill

Our to die is stronger
Than all desire for life
is no getting away from it now
Only true faith

People religious inventions
To their lives a glimmer of hope
And to ease fear of dying
And people created ascensions
To subject the and to enslave, just to further enrich themselves

It doesn't matter we die
It doesn't that you cry
We'll take you us

A on the beyond

O servator,
Te grati coluimus, Odor quo nons superfundis intolerabilis est

Deceive yourself by
to words that cause no pain
Enrich with different views
Learned disdain

A on the beyond
That can be undone
Who shall rise and
The of Reality?

Is there still room for new in old wrecks?
A disgrace on the that can never be undone
Deceive by yielding to soft words
yourself by making up your own mind

Sanguis meus tibi non iam sit