Luyện nghe bài hát Chapter 7

Standing tall by the river
That bleed to the sea
She
Just as the estuary harbors the fight to free

The war paint on the
for her eyes to see
They stand
And her command

As they clutch their swords and wield shields
As they hoist the sails and abandon the
She prepares them for what they've all awaited for so

has come to hone the spears
To embrace and prepare for the source of their
For the true of evil may have them live on only through song

Gods, blow the to our sails
Men, tip the end of the

(rejoice), remember this day as we sail to the sun
αἱ σκιαὶ τὴν ἠῶ τέκοιεν (EYE TEN EH-O TEEK-TOY-EN)
May the shadows birth the

her white eyes meets their gazes
Their souls regain their ground
Hope and fills their faces
Even knowing one of them may be there to drown

Just a child, blind and
But the the warrior huntsmen all hail
For her eyes see the truth
And the have nowhere left to hide

Great White
We stand by command
Brave White
We won't stop 'till there's no one to stand

Gods, the wind to our sails
Men, tip the end of the

Rejoice, this day as we sail to the sun
αἱ σκιαὶ τὴν ἠῶ (EYE SKEE-EYE TEN EH-O TEEK-TOY-EN)
May the shadows birth the

Soft is the that gently rushes by her cheek
And is the sun her soul had long been dying to seek
But this tender embrace is in a bitter goodbye
For they sail to the where the clouds rip the sun right off the sky

My
Hoist the sails and for death
Brave
We will fight 'till the shadows our last breath

Rejoice, this day as we sail to the sun
Mark this day as the day the final judgement's battle has