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

Deep flows the
Beneath the of Occident
Dark as blood running ages dim
beginning 'til the end
In caves and grottoes
Renounced, revered and
By men with and bell
Roma, Amor; the ill and
For spirits of Europe
Men come staff and scepter alike
Tafur hordes, on horses high
Paint the Devil on the
it black and paint it tall
But as Montsegur
will be your light
Oh
And when we burn alive
With sulphur shoot up the sky
Then we shall be light
Oh
Pale is the
Upon which sits merciful
the hooves
To trample beneath its gait
and warlocks
Their vernal
Gods not by Rome
men know not
Gods men
For spirits of Europe
Men come with cudgel and claymore
With hordes, on horses high
And it's not the life that's
But the that's taken
When all that we're is vanguished
and undone
The good of Europe
Stand with Abraxas the sun
We'll burn in your fire,
through the night, Lucibel
Burn as the sun,