Luyện nghe bài hát Attila

He's them for 20 years
And as their king
Conquest burns in his
And ice shoots through his

Their leader's new ambition
to the west
The empire that he
The farther to the

wants to take his place
Like the son
To the entire world bow
To the kingdom of the

has been made
With many clans
Frank and forces
Held his hand

And by Attila's hand, said
His met with death
To make his rule his
He did his best

Ethel and
By many he's known
But of God' is the one
rings the darkest tone

Hell awaits behind gates
The Romans only to fall
They die by his sword
The Barbarian
hears victory call

Path of fire and
burn and crumble
Attila's fate
He will come to

Archers at ready
all together
Keep to your
And the Mongol's sure to

We surely break them
We will overtake
Fight our deaths
Or the Christian's

They won't us
God will stand us
us the path
To the destruction

to the sky, the battle cry
To their fears
As is the weapon drawn
When has drawn near

And so the is at hand
The has been thrown
Contempt for the Christian
poison seed now sewn

And if by chance all is
Cut down by Roman
We'll suffer not as have
mind nor broken will

Hell awaits behind gates
The Romans stand to fall
They will die by his
The Barbarian
hears victory call