Luyện nghe bài hát As Predator To Prey

There was a blue-gray wolf
Whom destiny ordained king of the world
Born to the saddle- tyrant to be
In the valley of Gurvan Nuur
Storming mane of flame and blood red
A forging of empire, the horder
Grim of cruelty, of scourge and war
A man of his time- more...

Horsemen merciless from the open
of destruction
A warlord's of unbridled joy
Of revenge so and subjugation
And for those at the yoke
Blazing arrows, shields, burning bones
slaughtered and crushed
Bloodthirsty of extermination

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

He was the (meted out) by th gods
The one who scorned defeat
bodies of women, weeping and wailing
Flames the vanquished
Samarkand, Bukhara, Nishapur,
A thousand heads rolling in the dust
of sacrilege raged and rushed
Eternal only law

and conquest
Cities to the
Atrocity

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

His was the of the king of beasts
Of typhoons- and kingdoms and kind
Of ravening- as predator to
And of lightnings divine

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

and conquest
Cities to the
Atrocity

Quote from "Thus Spoke Zarathustra"