Luyện nghe bài hát Shadow Hunter

I remember the blood on his
So regretting his faults
So defenseless he from the darkness
We and had a good talk

Dark old hat me of someone
I find to recall
his head surrendering to sorrow
Wears the of war
cries:

(Desperate cries)
Running in
(Mourining in vain)
Resigning to
(A warfare)
A warfare
(Innocents die)
Lost in the from my fragile heart...
...From my

Wearing black, a bow without
God, have mercy on his
Eyes of dread, in horror
My are gone!

cries)
Running in
(Mourining in vain)
to terror
(A warfare)
attack
(Atrocious attack)
My crusaders
in religious blood
But fight till the end
Gonna find my Holy

Running blind the faith
Reason slips
Churches like castles on the sand
the Holy War
Have the for bad.

(What a man gain from his work?
the sun where he labors

What is so good for a man in
During his days he's like a shadow

Vanitas! Vanitas! Utters the
A after the wind

Meaningless! Meaningless searches for
Everything is in vain your hunting for shadows)

Lost my pride, fought in
Had to find reasons to my - Oh!

Running blind against the
Running again
Church is falling castles on the sand
the Holy War
was a man

With a heart, a mind
With a body, a sould
So as your own

God has no mind, has no
Has no body, has no soul and no of you.

No!
(Like the wind...)