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 misanthropic curse, with its sordid, claws
to carve your forehead, of cattlebrand
with iron burnt in

in vain pride be seethed in veins dried up and scorched
in death-swallowed eyeballs, on foreheads
by putrid blood that
what can I ever chose your exhausted entity
no free from dying, no undeceiving right
oh, you men walking

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

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