Luyện nghe bài hát Chapter 7

Standing by the river bend
will bleed to the sea
She
Just as the estuary harbors the fight to free

The war on the benevolent
for her eyes to see
They there
And await her

As they clutch their swords and their shields
As they hoist the sails and the fields
She prepares them for what they've all for so long

Time has come to the spears
To embrace and prepare for the source of fears
For the amalgamation of evil may have them live on only through song

Gods, the wind 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 SKEE-EYE TEN TEEK-TOY-EN)
May the shadows birth the

When her white meets their gazes
Their impulsive souls regain their
Hope and valor their faces
knowing each one of them may be there to drown

Just a child, and frail
But the leader the warrior huntsmen all
For her eyes see the truth
And the shadows have nowhere left to

White Eyes
We stand by command
White Eyes
We won't stop 'till no one left to stand

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

Rejoice, 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

is the wind that gently rushes by her cheek
And warm is the sun her soul had long dying to seek
But tender embrace is in truth 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 the shadows take our last breath

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