Luyện nghe bài hát Facade of reality

Sanguis tibi non iam perbibendus sit

Macula
detergenda
Quisnam surget et
Imaginem ?

People created inventions
To their lives a glimmer of hope
And to ease their fear of
And people created religious
Only to feel superior and to have a to kill

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

People religious inventions
To give their lives a glimmer of
And to ease their of dying
And people created religious
To subject the others and to enslave, just to enrich themselves

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

A disgrace on the

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

Deceive by yielding
to words that cause no pain
Enrich yourself different views
without disdain

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

Is there room for new dents in old wrecks?
A disgrace on the beyond can never be undone
Deceive yourself by yielding to soft
Enrich yourself by up your own mind

meus tibi non iam perbibendus sit