Luyện nghe bài hát The Best Of Enemies (wulf's Tale)

Oh instrument of God -
Fed on and lies,
so and narrow-minded
that you compromise.
Even the most foolish
should what he is taking -
he find himself within a
of his own making.
The Ways of are many and
our path you decide,
for the secrets you seek
are all you-
use eyes.
The threads cannot be
that brought you here to me -
and bind two foes
like the of enemies.
You upon me -
I can what you see,
a man -
with simple and
needs.
-
preying on a mind with fear,

to all 'enlightened' ideas.
Yet I will you more than
you can comprehend,
delusion is a
friend.
Ask questions seeking
knowledge of a that
you wish to -
all our values,
hidden meanings
you try your
wish to convert -
souls,
to a faith that will
send our to the grave -
mistake you're overlooking
the fact that we might not
to be 'saved'.
THE SORCERERS
Fear is an old of mine,
we have met times before.
(Drawn to these spirits
moths to a
when is no risk then
can be no gain).
Death is a fact of life
you avoid or ignore.
The Life-force is as in
you as it is in me,
the is what you
hold I set free.
You to subjugate all
who won't comply,
I'll take prejudice and
and show you why -
the values you hold so dear
(all your and rules),
they no more sway here
the mutterings of fools.
Just about you and
I'm sure you will find -
Heaven lies within our
and is but a figment of
mind.
These that you deem so
bcome words devoid of meaning,
when compared unto a faith
preaches worth believing.
What is to of us when
is turned to lies,
will none remain to the tears
when Nature cries?
Proceed caution -
to all you survey,
hidden await us on
step of our way.
Do not -
for if you do you fall,
prey unto perils far
you've encountered before.
Compared unto the we face
your seems so mild,
a relic the faerie-tales my
mother me as a child.
Why do you your God
like a -
a dagger drawn to strike
at the heart of a foe you
really know the reason
that you -
to replace our disgrace
the 'loving' of your Lord -
can't you see that the
for me and my people
to us absurd.
THE CREED:
is the only recourse
I in my hour of need.
(Drawn to the like
to a flame -
when is no risk then
can be no gain).
Impassive it shows no
for and greed.
prejudice has
dogmatised life,
these blinkered that once
true will no longer suffice.
For in my world is no point
where you can the line,
good and evil,
and sinner,
and divine.
Shaven-headed of
an infantile -
by right do you presume
to come and take my
If there is one grain of
amidst hoard of lies,

"Love neighbour as yourself"
with alone I can abide.
These teachings you deem so
sacred bcome devoid of meaning,
when compared unto a faith
preaches worth believing.
is to become of us when
truth is to lies,
will none to wipe the tears
when Mother Nature
THE WAY OF THE
living your life
like an arrow in
you always accept that
the end is in sight,
be gtateful at for the fact
that you knew you to death -
he did not for you.
You are targets
who sit and -
patiently
the of fate,
saying "I am but
and to die -
I can change
so why I try?"
Each you wake is an
day' dawning,
your for living in
mourning.
By erst while your
are enslaved,
you crawl out of the
into the grave.
What reward is a
of red and bread,
when you for life -
but on death you are
Do not
the you undertake,
overcome your and fears
and meet them to fate.
These spirits your enemies -
but are they friends,
do not insult them lest
all you offend.
They who were before us
remain when we have gone,
and though we're forgotten
still memory will live on.
Perhaps one day will see
the of it's ways,
and in future glimpse
of our yesterdays.
Drawn to spirits like
to a flame -
when there is no
then can be no gain.