Luyện nghe bài hát Future Wars

A place afar in distant
Mystic blow
Men mount of prey to war
And raid each others
Wizards and Warlocks battle by
One survives by cunning and
Take you can by sword and sabre
Just for perilous labour

Stands them a natural King
A man of barbaric
In a of steel 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 he cursed and then
his men in thousands and ten
Onward we'll kill them all
Victory is
We'll their heads and female slaves
Soon to their towers
Riding they rushed the gates
And the granite walls
Through oil and falling stone
His men it all

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

Living cloaked in black
Three hosts
the dais a ball of light
Which them to their post
Faster than a striking
Hit the and knocked it over
Shattered in a silver
The priests of hell have lost power