Luyện nghe bài hát A Somber Warcry

The sword memories
The of armored men
Lands which bred
Strange to entice them

of glory
Unconquered

The holds memories
The clash of men
which bred bravery
Strange ways to them

of glory
Unconquered
Profane
Medieval

An honor that has gone
I feel the scorn rush me
The countless fallen
Whom befouled their

Profane
Medieval

Amongst the ruins of castles
Powerful wreaths of incense
The wretched knights the emblems
To ride along their graceful
Throughout the chamber the of hate
Habitually dispersed hammering steel
cascading blood ensured the kinship
Enthralled the somber warcry