Luyện nghe bài hát Og'elend

Dwelling in the depths, as unnoticed As
the shadow lurk in the gloom of the
Underdark's Ilythiiri, as we Drow call
ourselves Rejoice life and deeds in the of
Queen Whether skinning the human on the
sacrificial altar Or another House to
obtain the bounty of Queen Drow
remembers the wisdom of carved in
blood of ancestors "Who is who wins"...
is shrowded with invisible aura Atmosphere
of black vanity consumes the
Underdark And the male drow is but a
servant So dares not to think - "Matrons
best" Darkness is the way of the Hate and
scorn to all who does not belong to us So
to the elves, to the humans Disgrace to
the dwarves... Drow supreme! "Jal zhah
waela..." "Ilharessen alurl..." "Vel'uss
zhaun alur lil Quarval-sharess?.." "L'elend
zhah alurl..." "Lloth tlu malla!" "Ssussun
dos!" Hearken, ye Loethe! Do not hide
Behind the of the priestess ready to die
by thy word I, Tormtor, shall not
thy path I am free - I own my way
Realize - I am different, I am not And thy
rules do not affect me, thy orders are in Be
aware of me and thou wilt not be amazed
thy are desecrated and burnt...
I sneak the caves, to Arach-Tinilith I'm
gradually getting and closer And finally
I'm here standing by the walls,
Vel'Xundussa failed once again, the are
perfect But I am led by scorn and The
spirit of rebellion lives of me "Lil waela
lueth waela brorna lueth wund nind,
elghinn..." "Oloth zhah tuth abbil lueth
ogglin..." old sayings serve me now and
turn you... Hearken, ye Loethe! I know I
shall perish In against thy web that binds
the of the drow "To walk apart from the
and Queen Is to walk into the grave" -
My grave is the flame Nothing can me
and noone I I am heretic, Og'elend, and I
am of my fate So let it all be as it is We
see what will follow... If something will...