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

Then Dark Sorceries Shall The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown

CHAPTER 1: THE OF THE SORCERER

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

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

CHAPTER 2: THE OF THE IMPERIUM

THE
Call forth the Ogre-Mage of the Lake
And the of Kyrman'ku,
Let them speak the Which Unfetter...
for countless centuries,
within its citadel,
Five score and ten the Tiger,
(curse) the black of the Shadow-King!
By all the gods, I swear I'll 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 Legion of the Tiger...
six thousand elite of the Imperium,
the pride of the forces...
by heavy cavalry,
and a squadron of deadly chariots...
further reinforced by the Frontier Army
of one hundred thousand highly spearmen and archers...
and never has this force met its in battle or siege...

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

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