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

Then Dark Sorceries Shall Enshroud The Citadel Of The Obsidian

1: THE VOYAGE OF THE SORCERER

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THE OF VYRGOTHIA:
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 planks of this ship,
(the flagship of the Imperium's navies)
Gazing at moon-gleam on the vast, dark sea...
(And in my mind I behold) crystals gleaming...
ensorcellment! I am enthralled by nighted spell...
For I know that the slumbering
Of the Shadow-King's shall soon be reawakened...
And as I return to my
(shackled to woefully grim tidings),
My spirit is borne the leathern wings of a great sorrow...

CHAPTER 2: THE OF THE IMPERIUM

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

The Legion of the Tiger...
six thousand warriors of the Imperium,
the of the Emperor's forces...
Bolstered by cavalry,
and a squadron of scythed chariots...
further reinforced by the Frontier Army
of one thousand highly trained spearmen and archers...
and has this force met its match in battle or siege...

BAALTHUS
Our flies ever glorious,
we stand, steeped in victory.
The Iron Phalanx, six strong,
our ever-honed blades, the gleaming claws.
of the Empire, Scourge 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 in Chaper 3: The Wizards Do Battle)