Luyện nghe bài hát Attila

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

leader's new ambition lies
Farther to the
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

Alliance has been
many others clans
Frank and forces
Held his hand

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

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

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

Path of and plunder
burn and crumble
Attila's beckons
He will come to

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

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

They overthrow us
God will before us
Show us the
To the Hun's

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

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

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

Hell awaits behind Gaul's
The Romans stand only to
They die by his sword
The Lord
Attila hears victory