Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Cry

Impotently at the end of an era we
As a last we protect the ancient wisdom
Our valour our blades
But is not enough
Falsehood and treason have our lines
And increased the ones of the of the ancient gods
Their thirst of lands and will bring death and destruction for centuries to come
The gods, offended by have blackened them, have forget us
As two terrible dragons arrays clash
One white as his livery, tint in nothingness and emptiness of his sentences
The one red, as shame and rage for thousand years of eggression endured
sparks and flames, bloody rivers flood through the green plains
The is terrible and many sons of the earth lost their lives on the field
Brother they were, now full of hate by the priests of the god of the desert
For a supposed of belives
The white dragon and disbound his enemies, divouring them with fierce
Without mercy, honour!
And after our killing, they convert our sons tortures
They fill our sons hearts with and suspect, hate and ignorance
era will have to pass over
But is linear in the circle of time
The wyrd repeat himself and the forgotten forces will themselves
our sacrifice!