Luyện nghe bài hát Black Glory

Purple flames celebrate the new warrior's
while dry tears the old triumphs to a silent death
The old corpses consumes in an obscure dust
the new secret shines in a golden aura
Past glories could only a brief instant
Soon the new gloom's birth will wrap the present and the
in a pall of algid fires and quivers
No is willing to be shed in memory of your sighs
No wind agitate the trees' fronds at sunset
The foul insect will suck the virgin infant's
The fifth simulacrum's will perish under
the vibrating echo of the white
Every sword is unarmed in the of the goddess's dagger
Every shield is by the young witch
The third magic star my mental acts
The master of the astral illuminates my path.