Luyện nghe bài hát The Clerical Conspiracy

"I have wealth measure-
My are words
forged by in a tale of
beauty they cry to be heard.
Still a fool was I as
my begins,
yet like all fools
to be wise -
a for all things.
But the lessons I've
I will forget,
your teacher is life then
success is and
is death.
>From early I saw the world
through eyes,
my cloistered mind
and fossilized,
secure in my was I -
throughout my life the
only that could sustain me
the words of Jesus Christ."

"There is no way to a foe
who from the inside,
and once within we can to
smite this pride.
We take their graven images
and them in the dirt,
for that men can live in
be the Devils work."
BROTHERS OF THE ORDER:
"The conspiracy begins,
we shall wash away your
we have to purify,
to purge you of liberty-
you of all sanity,
the 'truth' you to hear
we provide."

"How can we to save these
heathen when we not of
ways,
one of us journey southward-
and then assuage.
Only we have this knowledge
can we our plans,
greet with a velvet glove-
then them 'neath an iron hand."
Christian soldiers armed virtue-
afire with blind obsession
cannot see the difference
compassion and

"These were the days I that
was mine,
when I apostles
believing their to be divine.
My life by in a warm summer haze-
and I I would bath in the light
of our 'till the end of my days.
But mocked me-
and did bequest,
the strength of my faith in
The Lord God be put to the test."

"My son your is matchless as
a scribe you been blessed,
skill and faith in God doth
you for our quest.
You sail to Southern England
and their blasphemies,
for the first in their cure
must be to of theit disease."

"For one so young so an honour
to be chosen for task,
I the stength-
would I be
Questions that I not ask.
Was I to be a searching
for lost souls to
or another pawn in their
power games?"
BROTHERS OF THE ORDER:
"The conspiracy begins,
we shall wash your sins-
we have to purify,
to you of your liberty-
you of all sanity,
the 'truth' you want to
we provide."

"How can we hope to these
heathen when we not of
ways,
you Wat Brand must southward-
infiltrate and assuage.
Only we have this knowledge
can we our plans,
greet them with a velvet
then crush them 'neath an hand."
Christian soldiers with virtue-
afire with blind obsession
cannot see the 'twixt
and oppression.

"And so with terror in my
I learned had to be,
that I must these foriegn shores-
my for company.
Those who had me
of devils warned-
With fearful tales of christian
since on their horns.
In my tale I will how we
all decieved-
for in I was hunted not
as I had believed.
How could I have that the
they'd provide was to
show me far more I'd ever
imagined I could have
So would I learn
what a I had been,
there is than one side to a coin-
life is not it seems ...
It's no than a dream."