Luyện nghe bài hát March For Revenge (by The Soldier Of Death)

Ride, ride, up from hell

Armed magic, sons of demons and men
song of greeting written for your tragic end
So our stride the world doth tremble with fear
Black winds blow where we near
Maim and kill them, take the and children

Hot pitch and chain to the air
Our ramming blades lay their ships bare
meets steel, axes, broadsword and shield
Their heads ride our spears and cover the fields
Maim and them, take the women and children

Fallen brother as I hold to your side
I this wound, your last
Mighty now doth drink your blood
And I remember days long

Your sacrifice so great, rest now thy sleep
For you shall not awake, let be sweet
For when we march, your rides with me
For we march, your sword rides with me
For when we march, sword rides with me
For when we march, sword rides with me

You who killed my and all who take your side
This be your last hour, let your be tried
Now turn to face me upon the timeless
Kill me if you can, death is

By the full moon they rise from their
Through seas of blood, with hell bent rage
Swear the of unity by the circle of blood
We are one, we know not fear, to fight not run
Maim and kill them, the women and children