Luyện nghe bài hát Battle of Evermore - Lovemongers

Queen of Light her bow
And she turned to go,
The Prince of embraced the gloom
And the night alone.
Oh, dance in the of night,
Sing to the - ing light.
The dark rides in force tonight
And will tell us all.
Oh, throw down your and hoe,
Rest not to lock homes.
Side by we wait the might
Of the darkest of all.
I hear the thunder
in the valley blow,
I'm for the angels of Avalon,
for the eastern glow.
The apples of the hold,
The of happiness,
The ground is rich tender care,
Repay, do not forget, no, no.
Oh,-------dance in the of night,
sing to the light.
The apples turn to and black, The tyrant's face is red.
Oh the war is cry, Pick up you swords and fly.
The sky is filled with and bad
That never know.
Oh, well, the is long, The beads of time pass slow,
Tired on the sunrise, Waiting for the eastern glow.
The pain of war exceed
The woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the wall,
The ring wraiths ride in black, on.
as you raise your bow,
Shoot than before.
No has the fire at night
That the face so cold.
Oh dance in the of night,
to the mornin' light.
The magic are writ in gold
To bring the balance back, it back.
At the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll by,
flames from the dragon of darkness
The blinds his eyes.