Luyện nghe bài hát As Predator To Prey

There once was a blue-gray
Whom destiny ordained warrior king of the
to the saddle- blacksmith- tyrant to be
In the great valley of Nuur
with mane of flame and blood red
A forging of empire, the enthroned
century of cruelty, of scourge and war
A man of his time- more...

Horsemen from the open steppe
Whirlwinds of
A warlord's of unbridled joy
Of revenge so and subjugation
And for those at the yoke
Blazing arrows, human shields, bones
Innocents slaughtered and
orgies of extermination

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

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

and conquest
Cities to the
massacre

"As a bow lusting for its
And an lusting for its star
With an eagle's talons new life
As a roaring that blows my soul bright
For it is to impress one's 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 predator to
And of lightnings divine

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

Rape and
Cities to the
Atrocity

Quote from "Thus Spoke Zarathustra"