Luyện nghe bài hát Og'elend

Dwelling in the depths, lurking as As
the shadow can't in the gloom of the
Underdark's night Ilythiiri, as we call
ourselves Rejoice life and deeds in the of
Queen Lloth Whether the human on the
sacrificial Or fighting another House to
obtain the of Spider Queen Drow
remembers the wisdom of carved in
blood of ancestors "Who is who wins"...
City is shrowded with invisible Atmosphere
of black vanity the unsound
And the male drow is nothing but a
servant So dares not to - "Matrons know
best" is the way of the drow Hate and
scorn to all who not belong to us So death
to the elves, pain to the Disgrace to
the dwarves... Drow supreme! "Jal khaless
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 backs of the ready to die
by thy I, Azamath Tormtor, shall not
thy path I am free - I own my way
Realize - I am different, I am not And thy
rules do not me, thy orders are in vain Be
aware of me and thou not be amazed When
thy are desecrated and burnt...
Invisible I the caves, to Arach-Tinilith I'm
getting closer and closer And finally
I'm here by the walls, unseen
Vel'Xundussa failed once again, the are
perfect But I am led by scorn and The
of rebellion lives inside of me "Lil waela
lueth waela ragar brorna lueth nind,
elghinn..." "Oloth zhah tuth abbil lueth
ogglin..." Good old serve me now and
turn you... Hearken, ye Loethe! I know I
shall perish In against thy web that 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 noone I I am heretic, Og'elend, and I
am proud of my So let it all be as it is We
see what will follow... If something will...