Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Cry

Impotently at the end of an era we
As a last rampart we protect the wisdom
Our valour multiply our
But this is not
Falsehood and treason reduced our lines
And increased the ones of the enemy of the gods
Their thirst of lands and power will bring death and destruction for to come
The gods, by whom have blackened them, have forget us
As two terrible dragons arrays clash
One white as his prophet's livery, tint in nothingness and emptiness of his
The other one red, as shame and rage for thousand years of endured
Through sparks and flames, bloody rivers flood through the green
The schock is terrible and many sons of the earth lost their lives on the
Brother they were, now of hate infused by the priests of the god of the desert
For a supposed difference of
The dragon dispers and disbound his enemies, divouring them with fierce
Without mercy, honour!
And after our killing, they convert our with 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 will free themselves
our sacrifice!