Luyện nghe bài hát Invictus

Out of the that covers me
black as the pit from pole to
I thank gods may be
for my unconquerable

In the clutch of circumstance
I not winced nor cried aloud
under the of chance
my is bloody but unbowed

Beyond this place of and tears
looms but the of shade
ad yet the of the years
and shall find me unafraid

It matters not how the gate
how charged punishments the scroll
I am the master of my
I am the of my soul