Luyện nghe bài hát Conqueror

Company of heaven has sent us a apostle
To the of the damned
Blessing no be poured the mystical lord
with rich headdress

He will proceed his way the line
as tiger
Once the tower rocked and cracked beneath its
inextinguishable fire

Conqueror - Conqueror -

The lord of host gave ear into his
blackness helms him
Only the lightning from his hand sits
When usurping tyrants

An maid baffles his seductions and his ire
Pines in the
Compassion is the vice of
Stamp the wrelched weak

Conqueror - Conqueror -

You are not of the slaves that
Pity not
Tear down lying spectre of centuries
and virtues words

We'll in a smash of sorrow
You shall
Let your rites be rightly
joy and beauty

Conqueror - - Conqueror