Luyện nghe bài hát And Lo, When The Imperium Marches Against Gul-kothoth

Then Sorceries Shall Enshroud The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown

CHAPTER 1: THE OF THE SORCERER

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THE WIZARDS OF
Darkly bejewelled of night,
Crown of the King,
at last the Trinity of Might,
The sceptre, the sword, and the ring.

THE
I stand upon the oaken planks of this ship,
(the splendid flagship of the navies)
Gazing at moon-gleam dancing on the vast, sea...
(And in my I behold) black crystals gleaming...
ensorcellment! I am by this nighted spell...
For I know the slumbering sorceries
Of the Shadow-King's shall soon be reawakened...
And as I to my emperor
(shackled to such grim tidings),
My is borne upon the leathern wings of a great sorrow...

2: THE MARCH OF THE IMPERIUM

THE
Call forth the of the Black Lake
And the of Kyrman'ku,
Let them speak the Words Unfetter...
Enshrined for centuries,
within its citadel,
score and ten against the Tiger,
(curse) the black of the Shadow-King!
By all the dark gods, I swear not be dethroned!
A seething of blackened blades,
A sea of ebon war-chariots,
A searing storm of shafts,
All this havoc and more shall I unleash my foe...
battle! The Legion shall march...
the of Gul-Kothoth is nigh!

The of the Ebon Tiger...
six elite warriors of the Imperium,
the of the Emperor's forces...
Bolstered by cavalry,
and a squadron of deadly chariots...
reinforced by the Imperial Frontier Army
of one hundred thousand trained spearmen and archers...
and never has force met its match in battle or siege...

VANE:
Our banner ever glorious,
undefeated we stand, in victory.
The Iron Phalanx, six strong,
our blades, the Tiger's gleaming claws.
of the Empire, Scourge of the Vraii,
at Turonium, and Kai-Vorg.
Smiters of the Host, Routers of the Horde,
of the Over-King, we march to war!

(To be continued in 3: The Wizards Do Battle)