Luyện nghe bài hát Attila

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

Their new ambition lies
Farther to the
The empire he seeks
The farther to the

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, said
His brother met with
To make his rule his
He did his awful

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

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

of fire and plunder
Cities burn and
Attila's beckons
He will come to

Archers stand at
all together
Keep to lines
And the sure to falter

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

won't overthrow us
God will before us
us the path
To the Hun's

Sing to the sky, the cry
To propagate fears
As is the weapon drawn
battle has drawn near

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

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

Hell awaits Gaul's gates
The Romans stand to fall
They will die by his
The Lord
Attila hears victory