Luyện nghe bài hát Novus Ordo Seclorum

Putrid of ignorance, loss of reverence, whip of innocence
Been listening to your mourning, you falling

Deeper, farer, until calling
an eerie tone, that only you alone
As a warning have
Guess, you've tried
To be as me, to winback the soul kindly been

Treating my only son
shiny angel, I am gone
and you what the have you become?
son, my fairly fallen angel, come on
And tell your father, will we become!?

Angels, we dwell in hell, humiliating and sad as
The world succumbed, tell
And I stand stone-still, hence
In my own non-existance and upon consequence!

Blood clay, forth from our sacred dissaray
Someone walk a new way
And will the door 'twixt us and common core
Angel, did you really want this
lips of indecency (Scarlet lips of perversity)
In search for a splintered (Matching each face disguised)
Sharpened of intimacy
They'll (all) my love (They'll need my hatred)

Sapience, pierce my flesh your thorns of irony
Angel falls and twists her and her gleaming breasts
rot like foul flesh, hence worms will dance
to a macabre romance... the rape of in my eyes

Decrepitude, pierce my tongue with your
Suck the honey of my breath and faith apart
suicidal love on life's putrid skin
I am your son, so I am sin!!!

Oh ye, in hell we are, and bizarre
How only I reached so far, my star
And you, that melting sky
for me to die
For everything must die, and everything am I