Luyện nghe bài hát Draconis Albionensis

[The Oracle of
It was a time of change. The descendants of the Atlantean had fallen
before the New Praesidium, and the wolves baying at the Empire's door.
An oppressive new faith was encroaching from the east, and the sylvan
had locked tight the gates of his realm. And so it was that towards
the end of the Age of Mystery, the last of Albion's great Dragon did
gather for what would be their battle...

[The War-song of the Dragon
Dragon-phalanx rend the sky, our gleaming prize,
of land and sea, guardians of destiny.
(Prowling the pecseatan; Draconis Bipedes, swift and furious beast of battle!)

[The King's Vow:]
(Dragon-Runes etched by the firey tongues of the IX Draconis into the
primordial stone of the great Logres Cromlech):
The foes of this isle shall be driven back into the sea!
An oath sworn in battle, a vow by steel,
I swear by the dragon's blood in my veins... and the dragon's heart pumps
it!

War-song of the Dragon Lords:]
Dragonfyre in the fray, faith and steel win the day,
A god to serf and king alike, the Hammer strikes!
(Devouring the infidel outlanders; Draconis Nematoda, great winged of war!)

[The Dragon Vow:]
To eternal... this world shall be our empire!
Dragon Imperium, throne of the Gods, behold the axiom, Wyruld-Cyninga!
It is time! We rule, and upon our dominion the sun shall never set!

[12 October:
I must commit this to the pages of my journal, while it is vivid in my
recollection... not that such a macabre vision could soon be
blissfully forgotten. before dawn,