Luyện nghe bài hát He Polic Ealo (odious)

(Dedicated to all those brave ones, betrayed by leaving the
Civilization in the hands of a God; the Byzantine empire.)
Riders cross the firetongues
As the cannons the grandstone
The ghost of past is to stay
And the kingdome will with visions
Of the empire, failing, by blood and fire
as heads falling with no voice
The war knight is here, risen from the mountains
_HE EALO_
By steel and arrives the end
As the sky turns dim and the red
"_Eleeson emas, emas
O esu megaloduname krite_"
Where is he now, you call him once more?
Baptised in "holy" water once, now in own blood
"_Egennetheto to son
...egennetheto he sfage_"
As the sirens singing, the conquerors' upon
The broken faith of the ones who in their
"Glorious", "merciful" "God"
Alone now, fight, kill, your own
Forget the lies and brave upon the carcasses
Of precious, doomed children