Luyện nghe bài hát Profanum Vulgus

Obelisks of avarice, building of vanity
Shielded from consequence in opulent

I avert my gaze
From the profanum
Shunning the and the lame
Those fit to serve us

Corpulent gluttons prepare for the
hunger, the dine on the weak

Egotist avarice knows no bounds
you sit indignant on your throne of greed
Covetous hoarder of wealth, your lust for gold so
Yet emptiness still fills you inside, the blight of the king

Vultures circling the carrion
picked clean in a lightless dawn

Predators of
voracity

Manipulators expand the
Pitiful plebeians, the common I decry