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

Ride, ride, ride up hell

Armed with magic, sons of and men
This song of greeting written for tragic end
So long our stride the world tremble with fear
Black winds blow we ride near
and kill them, take the women and children

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

Fallen brother as I hold close to side
I fear wound, your last
Mighty earth now drink your blood
And I remember days past

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

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

By the full moon they rise their graves
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 them, take the women and children