Luyện nghe bài hát Circle Of The Tyrants

After the is over
And the sands drunken the
All what remains
Is the of delusion

The of the gods
at their side
As they the walls behind
To reach the jewels

The days have
When the will rule
And upon his
A crown of

hand wields the might
The the precursor
You carry the
As the is near

I the ballads
Of victory and
I the tales
Of mystery

The new kingdoms
By the of the tyrants
In the land of
The warrior, was me

glory
None will ever see them
And and war
Are everlasting shadows

Where the cannot reach
The might was born
And I look back
tears in my eyes

Grotesque
None ever see them fall
And hunts and