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

Then Dark Sorceries Shall The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown

1: THE VOYAGE OF THE SORCERER

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

THE
I stand the oaken planks of this great ship,
(the flagship 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 by this nighted spell...
For I that the slumbering sorceries
Of the crown shall soon be reawakened...
And as I return to my
(shackled to such woefully tidings),
My spirit is borne the leathern wings of a great sorrow...

2: THE MARCH OF THE IMPERIUM

THE
Call forth the Ogre-Mage of the Lake
And the of Kyrman'ku,
Let speak the Words Which Unfetter...
for countless centuries,
within its citadel,
Five and ten against the Tiger,
(curse) the crown of the Shadow-King!
By all the dark gods, I 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 against my foe...
battle! The Legion shall march...
the of Gul-Kothoth is nigh!

The of the Ebon Tiger...
six thousand elite of the Imperium,
the pride of the forces...
by heavy cavalry,
and a of deadly scythed chariots...
further reinforced by the Imperial Army
of one hundred thousand highly spearmen and archers...
and never has force met its match in battle or siege...

BAALTHUS
Our banner 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 Host, Routers of the Horde,
of the Over-King, we march to war!

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