Luyện nghe bài hát Facade of reality

Sanguis tibi non iam perbibendus sit

Macula
detergenda
Quisnam et deteget
Imaginem ?

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

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

People created 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
We'll you with us

A on the beyond

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

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

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

Is there still room for new dents in old
A disgrace on the beyond that can never be
yourself by yielding to soft words
Enrich by making up your own mind

Sanguis meus non iam perbibendus sit