Luyện nghe bài hát Future Wars

A place in distant dreams
winds blow
Men mount birds of to war
And raid each shore
and Warlocks battle by night
One survives by cunning and
what you can by sword and sabre
Just reward for perilous

Stands among them a natural
A man of breed
In a blade of steel he lays his
and taking his needs
Upon him the scars of battles by
From who have gazed in his murderous eye
his mount he cursed and then
Assembled his men in and ten
Onward lads we'll kill all
is ours
We'll have their heads and female
Soon to loot towers
Riding hard rushed the gates
And scaled the granite
Through oil and falling stone
His men it all

In bloody the battle raged
Brave men died and were caged
Amidst the hoard, a roar
He gut the and kicked down the door
in one hand, torch in the other
Alert step of the way
If legends be true this place is
Demons stand night and day

hell cloaked in black
Three ungodly
Upon the a ball of light
Which binds to their post
Faster than a cobra
Hit the altar and it over
Shattered in a silver
The of hell have lost their power