Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Triumph

primeval god returns
a sound of triumph
I his voice
a of evil prayer
a raise of hands
revelation of our

I open my
I'm into the
feel a of cool
carry the gates

...and now comes
rides on the wings of
opens the of ancient towns
leads us to eternal
the thousand flames
from dark to black

his are dark and cold
northern frost
and icy
is a for the faithful

bring me
where daylight exists
and people on gloom
me there
where I will be
god's tyranny