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 great valley of Nuur
Storming with 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
Whirlwinds of
A pursuit of unbridled joy
Of revenge so sweet and
And for chafed at the yoke
arrows, human shields, burning bones
Innocents slaughtered and
Bloodthirsty orgies of

His was the roar of the king of
Of and fallen kingdoms and kind
Of as predator to prey
And of fiercest lightnings

He was the (meted out) by th gods
The one who scorned defeat
Torn of women, weeping and wailing
devouring the vanquished
Samarkand, Bukhara, Nishapur,
A hundred thousand heads 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 arrow lusting for its
With an eagle's talons new life
As a roaring wind that blows my soul
For it is blessedness to one's hands
millennia 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 lightnings divine

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

Rape and
to the sword
Atrocity

Quote from Nietzsche's "Thus Zarathustra"