Luyện nghe bài hát Dracole Wayda

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

A servant of god in league with
A christian who made the angels cry
A defender of moral and faith with bread by hellspawn
As driven by demonforces his the muslims and christians

But four years after his departure from the town Vlad appeared outside
In the cold haze
His wallachian army slaughtered, tortured and plundered
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 the night fled

A of god...

Dracul now repair his castle which the tartars ago
a rampaged place
"His clothes had to work til the clothes from their bodies"
An old chronicle
Poenari Vlad rules with an iron hand and his strife for power
^?
Leaves a trace
The boyars was for a meeting and soon on poles
They blead

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

A of god...