Luyện nghe bài hát As Predator To Prey

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

Horsemen merciless from the open
of destruction
A pursuit of unbridled joy
Of revenge so and subjugation
And for chafed at the yoke
Blazing arrows, shields, burning bones
slaughtered and crushed
Bloodthirsty orgies of

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

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

Rape and
to the sword
Atrocity

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

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

There was a blue-gray wolf
Whom ordained warrior king of the world
to the saddle- blacksmith- tyrant to be
In the valley of Gurvan Nuur
Storming with of flame and blood red
A of empire, the horder enthroned
century of cruelty, of scourge and war
A man of his only more...

Rape and
to the sword
Atrocity

Quote from Nietzsche's "Thus Zarathustra"