Luyện nghe bài hát Book of the Fallen

Still we ride, and die
Wayward path far the pale
We are lost, on
hearts longing for those lands we once called home

Emerald hills, seas
Fade to memory
Horizons in foreign land
Ochre seas of scorching

The fires of burn in the night
The of a fallen god
against light

For on end we journey on
Weary and worn, the glory is
All left are tired souls
limbs and dreams of home

The fires of Y'Ghatan burn in the
The of a fallen god
Chains against

Marching on as one as the ghosts of brothers
in the night where their faces haunt our dreams
Halfway through the veil we are summoned to Hood's
Lands rimed in frost, they damn us to our fate

Push on the din of slaughter
Fight through this land
To where our blades forth
Soldiers of Empire
We for the seat of the highborn
Our fates never our own
Weathered skin is battered and
Bloodstained dawn in a land

Stars reign in the sky of the
Lost in the sands
A host now long
Soldiers of Empire
Far from the hearths of our fathers
We're never retuning
Weathered swords are a warrior's
Battles but our deeds will go untold

we ride, fight and die
Wayward path far beyond the
We are lost, on
Heavy hearts longing for those lands we once called

Dawn has its cleansing light
So we behold a mournful
The fading of clashing steel
Bodies strewn across the

The of Y'Ghatan burn in the night
The shadows of a god
Chains against

seeds, scattered bones
Blazing hearts by sent home
Mortal screams, names
Shattered dreams by sent home

Strap on your shields and your banners
the call of raging battle
Beneath a hail of burning
ever forward, never surrender
Siege tolling out like thunder
Ripping the walls asunder
Columns of flame reach skyward
Horizons with burning pyres