Luyện nghe bài hát Fall Of The Melanic Breeds

The cloaked loyalists launch a
To stem the tides of the uncontrollable
The righteous and holy, our objectives
The blade left them headless

knights emerge from the ossuary
To curse the who permit our denigration
Retro-procreation, a blatant
To the pool of pristine genes

What thoughts flow among the ranks of the populace?
A will bloom from the odor of melanin's riddance...

Technology destroyed the purpose on earth
winds promulgate their discomfort and grief
They label us oppressors, a typical
For lives of rot and decay

Two dimensional minds in a dimensional sphere
The trans-Saharan trade birthed a ninth-century
The pathetic melanin bred fall
Like a northern storm on in his throne