Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of The Swords

A of steel, a blinding light
Is this the start of Chaos'
We were born to be
Not to in terror under tyranny
My eyes were I could not see

What was this of sorcery?
I a murmuring in the night
Black hanging cold as ice
Will lead me to paradise?

Take up the sword and up me
The lord's answer is to be
Your path is chosen, you no choice
Come us now, thus spoke the voice
Paradise, is my paradise?

The cool brain tortured by neurotic
The man of ice in shameless tears
The journey onward, it never
How you're alone with so few