Luyện nghe bài hát How Heavy This Axe

So men have fallen
So many must die
Cut like wheat beneath a scythe

And though our limbs weary
Of ripping, slashing, cleaving
We face an endless of foes

How heavy axe
Burden from birth
Wrought in Stygian
By the gods of the

Upon the hallowed
The gods
To mourn the of our ancient queen

Keepers of sacred
Awaken from your
from the cup of memory

How this axe
Burden carried birth
Wrought in Stygian
By the gods of the