Luyện nghe bài hát Attila

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

Their new ambition lies
Farther to the
The empire that he
The to the rest

wants to take his place
Like the son
To make the entire bow
To the of the Huns

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

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

and Etzell
By many names known
But of God' is the one
rings the darkest tone

Hell behind Gaul's gates
The Romans stand to fall
They will die by his
The Barbarian
Attila victory call

Path of and plunder
Cities and crumble
Attila's fate
He will to conquer

Archers at ready
Centurions all
Keep to lines
And the sure to falter

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

They overthrow us
God will before us
Show us the
To the destruction

Sing to the sky, the cry
To propagate their
As terror is the weapon
When has drawn near

And so the is at hand
The gauntlet has been
for the Christian reign
This poison seed now

And if by all is lost
Cut by Roman steel
We'll suffer not as others
Broken mind nor broken

awaits behind Gaul's gates
The Romans stand only to
They will die by his
The Barbarian
hears victory call