Luyện nghe bài hát Og'elend

Dwelling in the depths, lurking as As
the can't lurk in the gloom of the
Underdark's Ilythiiri, as we Drow call
ourselves life and deeds in the name of
Queen Lloth skinning the human on the
sacrificial altar Or fighting House to
obtain the bounty of Queen Drow
remembers the of millenia carved in
of ancestors "Who survives is who wins"...
City is shrowded with aura Atmosphere
of black consumes the unsound
Underdark And the drow is nothing but a
So dares not to think - "Matrons know
best" is the way of the drow Hate and
scorn to all who does not to us So death
to the elves, pain to the Disgrace to
the dwarves... Drow supreme! "Jal zhah
waela..." "Ilharessen alurl..." "Vel'uss
alur taga 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, Azamath Tormtor, not
follow thy path I am - I own my way
- I am different, I am not thine And thy
rules do not affect me, thy orders are in Be
aware of me and wilt not be amazed When
thy are desecrated and burnt...
Invisible I the caves, to Arach-Tinilith I'm
gradually getting and closer And finally
I'm standing by the walls, unseen
failed once again, the spies are
perfect But I am led by and rage The
of rebellion lives inside of me "Lil waela
lueth waela ragar brorna lueth nind,
kyorlin elghinn..." "Oloth zhah tuth abbil
ogglin..." Good old sayings me now and
turn against you... Hearken, ye Loethe! I I
shall perish In battle against thy web binds
the minds of the drow "To apart from the
House and Queen Is to walk the grave" -
My grave is the flame Nothing can me
and I obey I am heretic, Og'elend, and I
am proud of my So let it all be as it is We
shall see what follow... If something will...