Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Knights Rite

As thunder borne the wind
Was heard the battle's wild
See the of the dead
Seek blood dripping red

Amidst the of foemen slain
Drenched battle's bloody rain
On the plate-mail rattled
The arrow-shower's cloud

swept away
Ranks of foes from of day

In the dark the spears whet
Grimly pointed shone
Dread the weapons of the
Battered and blood-smeared swords

Ravens, lurked the feast
redly the deceased
Grim the jaws shook their shields
Red the fangs that bit the

Spear-torrents swept
of foes from light of day