Luyện nghe bài hát Red December

Cursed is the day light left our eyes
when parted from our reality.
Fear and had taken their toll
hunger and torment weakened our bodies.

Then they came a storm,
down on weak walls.
It was and fire that finished
what had started
so we the grip
of our own fate...

''Blood and
the day the marched
Blood and
the day we our home.''

We have chosen dignity in death,
a stand of our ideals...but
at the end of our
we found a of graves,
the end of all we once dear.
Chained to their juggernaut,
we offer the currency of the of nations,
our and soul.

Now we the wretched can only dream,
of the day we will redeem ourselves.

''Blood and thunder will the skies,
as burn and a new sun rises.''