Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Cry

Catch a glimpse then be on your way
Oh the end is near if you to stay
forsaken land torn by grief and strife
No it's not worth the value of your

The smell of lingers in the air
Bloodstained bodies scattered
In the thunder in the sky
See the sorrow, hear the battlecry,

The races on well into the night
As the sun creeps up we see the morning
On the battlefield the tragedy of
Through the crimson tide we carry on