Luyện nghe bài hát Future Wars

A place in distant dreams
winds blow
Men birds of prey to war
And raid others shore
Wizards and battle by night
One survives by and might
Take you can by sword and sabre
Just reward for labour

Stands them a natural King
A man of barbaric
In a blade of he lays his trust
Killing and his needs
Upon him the of battles gone by
From who have gazed in his murderous eye
Astride his mount he cursed and
his men in thousands and ten
Onward lads kill them all
Victory is
We'll have their and female slaves
Soon to loot their
Riding hard rushed the gates
And the granite walls
boiling oil and falling stone
His men it all

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

Living cloaked in black
Three ungodly
the dais a ball of light
Which binds them to post
Faster a striking cobra
Hit the altar and knocked it
in a silver shower
The priests of have lost their power