Luyện nghe bài hát As Predator To Prey

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

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

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

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

Rape and
Cities to the
massacre

"As a bow for its arrow
And an lusting for its star
With an talons grasping new life
As a roaring wind that my soul bright
For it is blessedness to impress one's
Upon as on wax
To etch 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

once was a blue-gray wolf
Whom destiny warrior king of the world
to the saddle- blacksmith- tyrant to be
In the great valley of Gurvan
with mane of flame and blood red
A of empire, the horder enthroned
Grim century of cruelty, of and war
A man of his time- more...

and conquest
Cities to the
massacre

Quote from "Thus Spoke Zarathustra"