Luyện nghe bài hát Sons Of Vengeance

Awake! of Vengeance rise
Rub the dust of twenty centuries from eyes
Fashion your being: into weapons of war
Today we conquer the self - the world

Men of war defiant - to ashes fall the
Apocalyptic deeds - fierce archonic
A knell a pall masking honored of spring
The empyreal majesty of winds

An of struggle
Like wolves closing in for the
Making holy our war this glorious night
A of iron - falling in we march
into the star shattered Dawn...

We are Sons of
Blessed and
in hate

Fingers of scorn of furious destruction
Discipline of steel the roar of all war
Unleashed lightning brigades to be
Powerful joyous and free