Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Mantra

Through centuries their wars.
Armed with crucifixes. with dogmas.
Ravaging, cursing and every Proteus.
I heard is a weapon. To protect or kill?
If you me, find me a faith not raised from ruins.
me a god with non dirty hands.
And I will be assassin.

struggle - exchange of souls.
Seven billions of souls. And there is no trade.
If god is a ware, who is the
Innocent merchant with familiar
Is kindly to strike a bargain.
currency, salvation for sale.
A offer?!
Who likes tales?

calls for destruction.
Prayers will their screams.
Good Lord will drink blood.
Every demands sacrifice.
Every needs divine purposes.
is blood mantra.
A rite.

by symbols, possessed by laws
cut for power,
Rebels on their blood
carved in red stone
Altars looted gold
by slaughter
Absolution by
impaled on their thrones
The reaper's dancing
circle rolls on

I see the cultures - fed by the earth breast
I see the - watered by the same earth veins
I see all the chosen nations - sharing the breath (as me)
I saw civilizations - their blood soaked into this earth
I saw gods from their ashes
different names
I saw devouring
Driven by of otherness.