Luyện nghe bài hát Dargor, Shadowlord Of The Black Mountain (Extended Version)

Not so far from the
where the valleys breathe the smell of dark
Dargor is marching the poor Airin
there where dark has ruled for the demonknights
riding to valleys of death
while shadows are from bloody hells
riding to Hargor, the town
where evil and conquered the clouds

We to the wind the legend of the kings
to spread our heart to the of dust
where are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord

Carved in is his magic throne
Korn disciple not at all
his kingdom told by old jesters
Pride and terror together
in his stormy
Fire's riding to of death
shadows are rising from bloody hells
Fire's riding to Hargor, the
where and terror conquered the clouds

We sing to the wind the of the kings
to spread our heart to the of dust
where heroes are lost, where now the shadowlord

Cry with me to fill the sea
cry for all the victims of stones
shed your tears to fill the fall
and in it your swords

Fire's to valleys of death
while shadows are rising from bloody
Fire's to Hargor, the town
where and terror conquered the clouds

We sing to the the legend of the kings
to spread our to the kingdom of dust
where heroes are lost, now reigns the shadowlord