Luyện nghe bài hát Lucibel (The Good Spirits Of Europe)

Deep flows the
the hills of Occident
Dark as running through ages dim
From 'til the end
In caves and spied
Renounced, and scryed
By men with dolch and
Roma, Amor; the ill and
For spirits of Europe
Men with staff and scepter alike
With Tafur hordes, on high
the Devil on the wall
Paint it black and paint it
But as endures
There be your light
Oh
And we shall burn alive
With sulphur shoot up the sky
Then we shall be your
Oh
Pale is the
Upon which merciful fate
the hooves
To trample fools beneath its
Heretics and
vernal equinox
Gods not by Rome
Gods men not
men forgot
For good spirits of
Men come with cudgel and alike
With Tafur hordes, on horses
And not the life that's given
But the death taken
When all that worth is vanguished
and undone
The good of Europe
with Abraxas behind the sun
We'll burn in your fire,
through the night, Lucibel
Burn as the sun,