Luyện nghe bài hát Dracole Wayda

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

A servant of god in with Satan
A crusader who made the angels cry
A defender of moral and faith with nature bread by
As driven by demonforces his army the muslims and

But four years after his departure from the town Vlad outside town
In the cold haze
His army slaughtered, tortured and plundered Sibiu
As raging demons terror spread
Teared apart, impaled on poles now ten thousand of his
the afterworld gaze
Maimed and scattered a few survivors, always to remember day
Out the night fled

A of god...

Dracul now his castle which the tartars centuries ago
Made a rampaged
"His clothes had to til the clothes fell from their bodies"
An old chronicle
>From Poenari Vlad rules an iron hand and his strife for power
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a bloodstained trace
The was gathered for a meeting and soon on poles
dying blead

To cherish the of his subjects
In fear of punishment and hells embrace
Dracul raised and supported the church as a sign
To the he god offered
But the mortals he by orgys of and torture
Made clear that they had to praise
Eternal death to thee who had the
To not the voivod and dread

A of god...