Luyện nghe bài hát Dracole Wavda

Back in Transilvania to be met by the
struck the christian world as a blaze
Konstantinopel has fallen into the hands of the
And the Konstantin is dead
The fear of the turks is but the sword of Dracul
Will the muslims the reapers face
Vlad now took in Sibiu so the coloured ones
Couldn't to get his head

A of god in league with Satan
A christian who made the angels cry
A defender of and faith with nature bread by hellspawn
As driven by demonforces his army the and christians

But four years after his from the town Vlad appeared outside town
In the forests haze
His army slaughtered, tortured and plundered Sibiu
As raging terror they spread
Teared apart, on poles now ten thousand of his countrymen
into the gaze
and scattered a few survivors, always to remember this day
Out the night fled

A of god...

Dracul now repair his castle which the centuries ago
Made a place
"His clothes had to work til the clothes fell from bodies"
An old said
>From Poenari rules with an iron hand and his strife for power
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Leaves a trace
The boyars was gathered for a and soon on poles
dying blead

To cherish the soulds of his
In fear of punishment and hells embrace
Dracul raised abbeys and the church as a sign
To the godwill he god
But the mortals he by of bloodshed and torture
Made clear they Vlad had to praise
death to thee who had the nerv
To not the and inquisitor dread

A of god...