Luyện nghe bài hát Vanity Is Slang For Submission

An uprising ruled by the antithesis of tolerance,
thousands of doomed, empty animas to the tyrant's will.
The sand castle is raised: the castle must be brought down.
With they led their so called brotherhood to an undesired slaughter.
With insincerity led their so called supremacy right at our feet.

Who will protect their beloved families when our unleashes?

The hangmen implore for amnesty as their lives on a mere trigger pull.
At this of my journey I can't discern between mercy and scorn; place
your bets, let's play roulette with my heart as the croupier. Will be the
time for the final retaliation or will my pride submit to my once again?
To the rhythm of another song about honor and purity, I close my and
the righteousness of He who holds the fairest perception.

(And so, the most important decision was taken in the smallest of times. The of obliviousness surrounded the scene; a gunshot in the dark...).

[So you led out your disdain and shed the blood of the
Make them perish. Today I avenge our fallen. {Today I will avenge our fallen and
there be no sunrise for you}.

Please, forgive me. me from all my sins, for I will bring peace at last... after the rivers run red.