Luyện nghe bài hát Battle of Evermore - Lovemongers

Queen of Light her bow
And then she to go,
The Prince of Peace the gloom
And the night alone.
Oh, in the dark of night,
Sing to the - ing light.
The dark Lord rides in force
And will tell us all.
Oh, down your plow and hoe,
Rest not to lock homes.
by side we wait the might
Of the darkest of all.
I hear the thunder
in the valley blow,
I'm for the angels of Avalon,
Waiting for the glow.
The apples of the hold,
The of happiness,
The ground is rich from care,
Repay, do not forget, no, no.
Oh,-------dance in the of night,
to the morning light.
The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's is red.
Oh the war is common cry, Pick up you and fly.
The sky is filled with and bad
That mortals know.
Oh, well, the night is long, The beads of time slow,
Tired eyes on the sunrise, Waiting for the glow.
The pain of war exceed
The woe of aftermath,
The drums shake the castle wall,
The ring ride in black, Ride on.
as you raise your bow,
Shoot straighter before.
No comfort has the at night
That lights the so cold.
Oh dance in the of night,
to the mornin' light.
The magic runes are writ in
To bring the balance back, it back.
At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue by,
With flames from the of darkness
The blinds his eyes.