Luyện nghe bài hát In Defiance of the Sages

We the esoteric falsehoods, the endless ponderings
and useless of the mystic inane. Their heads
nod, and from their issue lies: an answer for every
question, all the mysteries. Only action is real.
The past is lost, the future unknowable. Only the
can be truly experienced, can be known. Deny the
ecological soothsayers. Deny those radicals.
Reformers! Conformers! Smash the of rotting history.
Lay your torches on every museum, filled with
monstrosities, the veneration. No more
heritage. Destroy the past completely along its
abortive children: present and rust-encrusted
future. Now, we will create ruins. And
new and unimagined.