Luyện nghe bài hát He Polic Ealo (odious)

(Dedicated to all those brave ones, betrayed by leaving the
Civilization in the hands of a fake the Byzantine empire.)
Riders cross the raging
As the cannons shot the
The ghost of is here to stay
And the will surrounding with visions
Of the empire, it's failing, by and fire
Bloodbath; as heads falling with no
The war is here, risen from the mountains across
_HE EALO_
By and stonethrowers arrives the end
As the sky turns dim and the red
"_Eleeson emas, emas
O esu upsiste krite_"
Where is he now, should you call him once
Baptised in "holy" water once, now in your own
"_Egennetheto to son
...egennetheto he sfage_"
As the singing, the conquerors' victory upon
The broken of the ones who believed in their
"Glorious", "merciful" "God"
Alone now, fight, kill, your own
Forget the lies and brave upon the carcasses
Of your precious, children