Luyện nghe bài hát In Defiance of the Sages

We reject the falsehoods, the endless ponderings
and useless theories of the inane. Their heads
nod, and their mouths issue lies: an answer for every
question, illuminating all the mysteries. Only is real.
The past is lost, the future unknowable. Only the
can be truly experienced, can be known. Deny the
ecological soothsayers. those self-styled radicals.
Reformers! Conformers! the lens of rotting history.
Lay your torches on museum, filled with dead
monstrosities, the superstitious veneration. No
heritage. the past completely along with its
abortive children: unauthentic and rust-encrusted
future. Now, we will ruins. And after—something
new and unimagined.