Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Wings Of The Cross

A descent into the realm of time
When cruelty was an abstract form of
Accusations of sacrilege, the was real
What over the land was hatred forced with steel

The servants of power unleashed
No one to escape the shield of hypocrisy
For decades the poor have the defenseless
Slaughter and under the wings of the cross

Extremity in ways too savage to
In rotten dungeons the screams seemed to
Perversion, monstrosity, suffering
ways to "discover" all heretic sinners

When minds fulfill the spiral prophecy
To work hand in with death is efficiency
No for any form of supplication
Just continuing acts of eliminations

("The Of Our Discontent")