Luyện nghe bài hát Invictus

Out of the night that me
black as the pit pole to pole
I whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable

In the fell clutch of
I have not winced nor cried
under the bludgeonings of
my head is bloody but

Beyond place of wrath and tears
looms but the horror of
ad yet the menace of the
finds and find me unafraid

It matters not how the gate
how with punishments the scroll
I am the of my fate
I am the of my soul