Luyện nghe bài hát Naked Steel (the Warrior's Saga)

Legends etched into the ancient stone dolmens on the Moors...

THE ORACLE OF
The crows will pick bones clean...
Never the kiss of cold steel.

THE OF BATTLE...

THE
Bright swords by nine king's blood,
The elf-witch weaves upon us,
the wolf-moon's gaze we shall slake our steel!

THE WARRIOR: Battle empowers my thews!
THE ORACLE OF WAR: The will pick your bones clean...
THE WARRIOR: Red-Tooth thirsts to and slaughter!
THE ORACLE OF WAR: Never sweet the kiss of steel...

THE SHAMAN'S
Three stars aligned to thine newborn cries,
Foretold, the hilt of Red-Tooth awaits hand
(kingdoms fall before thee!),
And in the Nine thine death prophesized.

THE
The clarion of battle me...
Red-Tooth crackles with spectral energy.
Aye, emperors and kings perish beneath my blade!
The head of the Eastern adorns my spear...
I've a throne to usurp! the thick of the fray!

THE SHAMAN'S
heart that pounds like a hammer,
This that pounds so strong,
This heart pumps a great warrior's blood,
heart will pound for half as long.

THE WARRIOR'S
By all the gods...
I swear the edge of dwarf-forged steel
shall meet all who dare stand me!
My awaits...
I shall carve my in carnage, and inscribe my saga
upon the scrolls of in the spilled blood of slaughtered kings!

THE OF WAR:
Carnage! And the crows shall upon the eyes of the slain!

The final dolmen of the Dark is mysteriously missing,
believed removed thousands of years ago by war-bands
as a of battle...