Luyện nghe bài hát Hatred's Rise

Slashing through the fight him
Dressed in the of the dead
Crossed fists, can't
The sword so swift, closer to their lair

was a man out to seek
Vengeance for the of his father
For he is the one who the mark
Of the great warrior king and no one can him

for tonight
The axe swings into on the wall
Striking from life for my king
Deathly of the blade

Stabbing and
night falls, they all must die
Beating and
With blood lust hatreds rise

The high priest, blessed the of defeat
The smell of death through the air
Rising flames of war through the night
the dawn the troopers storm

Stabbing and
The nights gone on one
Beating and
With blood lust hatreds rise