Luyện nghe bài hát Rivalry of Phantoms

The tide of the
Furious force, a course
A war
It's the coil of the combining
The dawn of the fall

I the winter, the autumns son
The way of those, the way of
I summon the winds, the of storms
My way is for those, the kind
Damnation groan, the call

The of the substance, spins in the core
Like a furious force kept stunning
It's the of the combining ends
The dawn of the random

I summon the the ocean?s son
The way of those the way of
I summon the motion, the presence of
My way is for those, the sinners

Beware the sight of
who were my sight
Beware the of those
Who as the storms
Who as rivals
At the plains, in the
The of phantoms

The is my war, die you may
The i my passion. Utterly you weep
The rivers are my blood, you may
The wind is my passion, the passion to