Luyện nghe bài hát Homodeus

I have a flower, a red rose.
It all the year round and blooms only once a year.
On day which will be my birth for all worlds I don't know.
Which have waiting for me bombarding with the light of stars.
Lashing down with frost and with tongues of rain.
I die when the rose blooms.

The gate is big. It to heaven. And hell.

The first is difficult. Feltering and uncertain.
Drunk the new experience.
The gate is big but only a push is enough and the demons
of become my shield and armor.
The angel put to shame falls into the hood of night.
mirrors reflect hundredfold every silent breath of my thoughts.
Feltering hope my command.

Is the for me? Yes, it is! I deserve the throne, the
sceptre and the out of blood.
Is the crown for me? Yes, it is! I the cloak woven out
of blood, because of blood I've the sacrifice.

I am the and the power. Prefather. Cosmose.
The gate is big but I move it a breath of my will.
Light of my imagination's lips.

Does the night wake up the power? Can the be invoked only
by secular Is there only one path?
The is my name.
written in all books and fragrances of all flowers.
Extracted from the inside of woman body. and hot.
My - Man! Kneel you idiots, prophets! Kneel you gods!

a hand stretched out I reach the fruits of knowledge.
Bitter. Hot. Sweet. of the nightmares.
I have crucified the rose. The gate is big, there is one path.
you gods! I am the Man!

In a stretched out and weak palm I hold for you.
I hold storms, lightnings, and sun. Incorruptible and eternal.
I shall reign again. I always reigned.
I am The Man. I Am. is how my name sounds.
I damned and sceptre, sin and throne. Kneel!

And the kingdoms fall and helpless cry.
Mothers their children because there's nothing left after me.
Beggars stretch out their dead hands, women are and waiting.
I enter the beggars, i alms to the hot wombs.
I lay down a new Law. Law-Me. the is big. Only I can push it.
So kneel you gods, kneel you animals! And you, the farger of the world's history! It's your turn!

In return I shall wash your feet. And I shall pierce my
and flow down with purple, only with blood...
In return I forgive you your sins.
In return I adorn my emples with thorns.
In return I die three deaths.
you liar!
I am The Man!
I am Everything!