Luyện nghe bài hát As Predator To Prey

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

Horsemen merciless from the open
Whirlwinds of
A warlord's pursuit of joy
Of so sweet and subjugation
And for those at the yoke
arrows, human shields, burning bones
Innocents slaughtered and
Bloodthirsty of extermination

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

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

Rape and
to the sword
Atrocity

"As a bow for its arrow
And an arrow lusting for its
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 ideas men as on steel and stone"

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

There once was a wolf
destiny ordained warrior king of the world
Born to the blacksmith- tyrant to be
In the great valley of Nuur
with mane of flame and blood red
A of empire, the horder enthroned
Grim of cruelty, of scourge and war
A man of his time- more...

and conquest
Cities to the
massacre

Quote from "Thus Spoke Zarathustra"