Luyện nghe bài hát As Predator To Prey

There once was a wolf
Whom ordained warrior king of the world
Born to the saddle- blacksmith- to be
In the valley of Gurvan Nuur
Storming with mane of flame and red
A forging of empire, the enthroned
Grim century of cruelty, of and war
A man of his time- more...

merciless from the open steppe
Whirlwinds of
A warlord's of unbridled joy
Of so sweet and subjugation
And for those chafed at the
Blazing arrows, human shields, burning
Innocents slaughtered and
Bloodthirsty of extermination

His was the roar of the of beasts
Of typhoons- and fallen and kind
Of ravening- as to prey
And of lightnings divine

He was the (meted out) by th gods
The one who scorned defeat
Torn of women, weeping and wailing
Flames devouring the
Samarkand, Bukhara, Nishapur,
A hundred thousand rolling in the dust
of sacrilege raged and rushed
Eternal sadism's law

and conquest
Cities to the
massacre

"As a bow for its arrow
And an lusting for its star
With an eagle's talons new life
As a wind that blows my soul bright
For it is to impress one's hands
Upon as on wax
To ideas into men as on steel and stone"

His was the of the king of beasts
Of and fallen kingdoms and kind
Of ravening- as to prey
And of fiercest lightnings

There once was a blue-gray
Whom destiny ordained warrior of the world
Born to the saddle- blacksmith- to be
In the great of Gurvan Nuur
Storming mane of flame and blood red
A forging of empire, the enthroned
Grim of cruelty, of scourge and war
A man of his only more...

and conquest
Cities to the
massacre

Quote Nietzsche's "Thus Spoke Zarathustra"