Luyện nghe bài hát Return From Grace

ZAVORASH!

Wastelands Of Cold, The Beauty
Memories Stained By The Blood
An To There On The Hillside Gather
A On Our Ancestral Grounds
Then Forge Revenge On Who Made The Tale Come True
Cremate Them On Their Own
Judge Them To From This Earth
Under The Weight Of Our

Let The Crumble By The Winternight
And The Icon Burn By Our
Let The Be Crushed And Vengeance Dance
Like The Blood Shall Cover The Earth
They Came With Words Of
Our Reply Out By Axe
Their Pestful Songs
While Life Out Before Them

Ancestral Souls Us Gather
Those Who Watched The Lake The Cross
Through Mountains And Pinewoods Tales
Of The Sin That The North
Bringing Us Strength To
And Laugh While The Cuts Deep
Their Tears Will Quench
The Firefull Hate Their Grace

For When Sorrow Forces Its Dreadful
Through The Heart Of The Soul
The Dead Will Find Their Peace
And Souls Again Black
Lies Fall From Time
In A With Countless Fallen
Even If They Us With Their Lives
They Their Own Death

We Rally Our In The Wind
Legioneers To Bring To An End
May It Be We Are The Sin
But Our Call We Follow
The Blade Through The Heart Of Light
We The Tyrants
Covenants Of An War
Kings To Be Crowned By Bloodfilled