Luyện nghe bài hát Facade of reality

Sanguis meus tibi non iam sit

aeterintatis
Numquam
surget et deteget
Imaginem ?

created religious inventions
To give their lives a of hope
And to their fear of dying
And people created religious
Only to feel superior and to have a license to

Our to die is stronger
all your desire for life
There is no getting from it now
Only true faith

created religious inventions
To give their a glimmer of hope
And to ease their fear of
And people created ascensions
To subject the others and to enslave, just to enrich themselves

It doesn't where we die
It doesn't that you cry
take you with us

A disgrace on the

O servator,
Te coluimus, Odor atrox quo nons superfundis intolerabilis est

Deceive by yielding
to soft words cause no pain
Enrich with different views
Learned disdain

A disgrace on the
That can be undone
Who rise and unveil
The of Reality?

Is there still for new dents in old wrecks?
A on the beyond that can never be undone
Deceive yourself by yielding to soft
Enrich yourself by making up your own

Sanguis tibi non iam perbibendus sit