Luyện nghe bài hát The Heresiarch

See the generations
drowned in cold waters of
Sheep led to the
by humble Kephalophoros
See their heads enchained with
and flea-ridden royal cloaks

I curse you - trembling
too easily
I curse insidious
out for more alms

father and son, skin and
footsteps in a sand
this is the and the place
to throw the mask
Judge for you'll be
Every single counts
He who has no
Omnivorous
Virus that on life
to synthesis
He who is the heart but has no

I fears hidden just beneath me skin
pretending a tattoo
I all fevers and plagues
stuff them milk of my veins
you can my Sacred Church
in the black skin of Earth

My

read my names written in the
The
read my written in the air
The Not