Luyện nghe bài hát Sepulcher Legionnaires

Thanatotic designs the blacksmith's altar
Enhanced implements of annihilation; fallen equipped for war.

Behold: the Legionnaires! The frontline corps; the vile vanguard
Baneful eyes gleam in the darkness to the living, mortal dissidents
Regiments crawl forth from the to be recruited from near and far
Rituals of strength and binding cast their armaments

(Chorus):
No mercy, no rest for soldiers
Desolation follows they tread.
Dispatched to against the world
are the tactics of the dead.

Necromantic refineries the weaponry
work the ebony ingots to carry out the killing decree.

Tremble before the Legionnaires - compelled to and slay
Cannons fire upon the walls of the weak, nations
To ensure their allegiance, they perish and be made to obey
Through military might, the is set for advanced creations.

(repeat chorus)