Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Legions

Grey of day
the war-cries fade away
the is sealed
has left the battle-field

Once they were a army
one for all
they fought for and for booty
They rode a fall
Now the crows pick at their
steel turns rust
is stabbed
with spears and
the flag turns into

Lost Legions, blind and
They the land
Lost Legions, don't know
of the damned

Their flesh is
but their living on
you can be
the guardians of the war
They're a part of bloodstain
of the and steam
their laughter's like the
woundes warrior's
everywhere a soldier's
they've released the
anytime an angel's
celebrate a feast

Legions....