Luyện nghe bài hát Conqueror

Company of heaven has us a chosen apostle
To the treasure of the
Blessing no longer be the mystical lord
Covered with headdress

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

Conqueror - Conqueror -

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

An unsullied baffles his seductions and his ire
Pines in the
Compassion is the of kings
Stamp the wrelched weak

Conqueror - - Conqueror

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

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

Conqueror - - Conqueror