Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral, Swords And Souls

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[Main by Grusom and Aldrahn]

I proclaim the fall
Now I by the sight of you
by my nails
You by my hammer

Born in pity, so in pity
And grown to be what's
Suffering beneath my
As you bend your knees to the

Voices, and smoke
From the pyre up by the
Never was this seen
In and joy

the ash

Beyond the
Of souls enfolded in
Raining flat, my
juice from stabbed wounds

Born in pity, so in pity
And grown to be what's
Suffering beneath my
As you bend knees to the dust

spirits and smoke
From the pyre up by the
more was this seen
In and joy

it. I do
The of mankind
Seen by time, all the that went by
The of the night-thunder
Witnessed the