Luyện nghe bài hát Future Wars

A place afar in distant
Mystic blow
Men birds of prey to war
And each others shore
Wizards and Warlocks battle by
One by cunning and might
Take what you can by sword and
Just reward for perilous

among them a natural King
A man of breed
In a blade of he lays his trust
and taking his needs
Upon him the scars of battles by
many who have gazed in his murderous eye
Astride his mount he and then
Assembled his men in and ten
Onward lads we'll them all
is ours
We'll have heads and female slaves
Soon to loot their
Riding hard they the gates
And scaled the walls
Through oil and falling stone
His men it all

In streets the battle raged
Brave men and women were caged
the hoard, a barbaric roar
He gut the guard and down the door
Sword in one hand, torch in the
Alert every of the way
If legends be true this place is
Demons stand guard and day

hell cloaked in black
Three ungodly
Upon the dais a of light
binds them to their post
Faster than a striking
Hit the and knocked it over
in a silver shower
The priests of hell lost their power