Luyện nghe bài hát Circle Of The Tyrants

After the battle is
And the drunken the blood
All there remains
Is the bitterness of

The circle of the

The immortality of the
Sits at their
As leave the walls behind
To the jewels gleam

The of the tyrants

The have come
When the steel rule
And his head
A of gold

hand wields the might
The tyrant's the
You the will
As the is near

I the ballads
Of victory and
I the tales
Of mystery

Your hand the might
The tyrant's the
You the will
As the is near

The new kingdom's rise by the of the tyrants
In the land of darkness, the warrior was me
Grotesque glory, none ever see them fall
And hunts and wars are like everlasting

Where the winds cannot reach, the might was born
And I look back with tears in my eyes
Grotesque glory, none will ever see them
And hunts and wars, are everlasting shadows