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

Deep the stream
Beneath the hills of
as blood running through ages dim
From 'til the end
In caves and grottoes
Renounced, revered and
By men with dolch and
Roma, the ill and well
For good spirits of
Men come with staff and alike
With Tafur hordes, on high
Paint the Devil on the
it black and paint it tall
But as endures
There be your light
Oh
And we shall burn alive
sulphur crowns shoot up the sky
Then we be your light
Oh
is the horse
Upon which sits merciful
Crimson the
To trample beneath its gait
and warlocks
Their vernal
Gods not by Rome
Gods men not
men forgot
For spirits of Europe
Men come with cudgel and alike
With Tafur hordes, on high
And it's not the life given
But the death that's
When all that we're is vanguished
and undone
The good of Europe
Stand Abraxas behind the sun
We'll burn in fire, Lucibel
Burn through the night,
as the sun, Lucibel