Luyện nghe bài hát He Polic Ealo (odious)

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