Luyện nghe bài hát Facade of reality

Sanguis tibi non iam perbibendus sit

Macula
detergenda
Quisnam et deteget
veritates ?

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

Our desire to die is
Than all desire for life
There is no getting from it now
true faith survives

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

It doesn't where we die
It matter that you cry
take you with us

A on the beyond

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

yourself by yielding
to soft words that cause no
Enrich yourself with views
Learned disdain

A on the beyond
can never be undone
Who rise and unveil
The of Reality?

Is still room for new dents 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 non iam perbibendus sit