Luyện nghe bài hát Ne Cheama Pamintul - Earth Summoning Us

to you I now descend, oh you, souls.
and to your sorrow, you forlorn spirits,
the curse I invoke
the curse, with its sordid, purple claws
to carve forehead, instead of cattlebrand
with iron burnt in

in vain will pride be seethed in dried up and scorched
in eyeballs, on foreheads purple-hued
by putrid that died
what can I ever chose from your exhausted
no fires free from dying, no undeceiving
oh, you men walking

see, how now burst, the ashes resurrect
the past, which murmurs with the battle-cry
of the roman
see the shadows, they dress in steely armour
and raise their noble that gone grey
great traian and cesar

the rotten are crumbling swept by tempests waters
the rulers" iron scepters, the chain of slaves
are now crushed
the gates of the inferno wide-opened
engulfing now by thousands the filthy, breaths
of tyrants grim who