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

Deep flows the
Beneath the hills of
Dark as blood through ages dim
From beginning the end
In caves and grottoes
Renounced, and scryed
By men with dolch and
Roma, the ill and well
For spirits of Europe
Men come with and scepter alike
With Tafur hordes, on horses
Paint the on the wall
Paint it black and paint it
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 sits merciful fate
Crimson the
To trample fools its gait
Heretics and
Their equinox
Gods suffered not by
Gods men not
men forgot
For good spirits of
Men come cudgel and claymore alike
With Tafur hordes, on high
And it's not the life given
But the that's taken
When all that we're is vanguished
Damned and
The good spirits of
with Abraxas behind the sun
We'll burn in your fire,
Burn the night, Lucibel
Burn as the sun,