Luyện nghe bài hát A Voice Born of Stone and Dust

From the dust, form
Lashing out with and bone
Matted furs, hides
Withered skin, black pits for
In ancient we stopped the ice
We crushed the at gruesome price
Now we must heed the First call
His wrath is kindled, a must fall

Severed from
We march, we
to the throne
We march, we
by Tellann
We march, we
Warriors of
We

We cry to the blood-red sun in a voice born of stone and

A ritual to bind our
In vast undeath, our severed
The of shamans old
To hunt the lords of cold
We within the sands of wrath
The wielders of the fire's
An ancient
Elderbound, bloodbound,

from death
We march, we
to the throne
We march, we
by Tellann
We march, we
of bone
We

We cry to the sun in a voice born of stone and dust

Spell of
of might
Breath of
ice

We cry to the blood-red sun in a born of stone and dust