Luyện nghe bài hát Dracole Wavda

Back in to be met by the news
Which struck the christian world as a
has fallen into the hands of the turks
And the emperor is dead
The fear of the is growing but the sword of Dracul
Will show the muslims the face
Vlad now took in Sibiu so the coloured ones
manage to get his head

A servant of god in league with
A christian crusader who made the cry
A defender of moral and faith with nature 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 cold
His wallachian slaughtered, tortured and plundered Sibiu
As raging demons they spread
apart, impaled on poles now ten thousand of his countrymen
into the afterworld
and scattered a few survivors, always to remember this day
Out into the fled

A of god...

Dracul now his castle which the tartars centuries ago
Made a rampaged
"His clothes had to work til the fell from their bodies"
An old chronicle
>From Vlad 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
They blead

To cherish the soulds of his
In of divine punishment and hells embrace
Dracul raised and supported the church as a sign
To the godwill he god
But the he by orgys of bloodshed and torture
Made that they Vlad had to praise
Eternal to thee who had the nerv
To not the voivod and inquisitor

A of god...