Luyện nghe bài hát He Polic Ealo (odious)

(Dedicated to all those ones, betrayed by leaving the Grand
Civilization in the hands of a God; the Byzantine empire.)
Riders cross the raging
As the shot the grandstone
The ghost of past is here to
And the kingdome will surrounding visions
Of the empire, it's failing, by blood and
Bloodbath; as heads with no voice
The war knight is here, risen from the across
_HE POLIC
By steel and stonethrowers the end
As the sky dim and the ground red
"_Eleeson emas, emas
O esu megaloduname krite_"
Where is he now, you call him once more?
Baptised in "holy" once, now in your own blood
"_Egennetheto to son
...egennetheto he sfage_"
As the singing, the conquerors' victory upon
The broken faith of the ones who in their
"Glorious", "merciful" "God"
Alone now, fight, kill, defend own
Forget the lies and stand brave the carcasses
Of your precious, doomed