Luyện nghe bài hát Soulblight

With the soulblight came and hate.
Few were those with hearts of
And were those who drowned in pity...
by others.
As mist the appeared.
It the lands in darkness and death.
As real as the soil lived upon
Were the battles to be won.
The was charged.
The sound of meeting steel...
Sung the plains.
In every corned of the one could feel the Ground shake.
Axes of war and on clubs ripped and
Cut through flesh. fell.
Few those, able to stand.
Risen by pride. The mist did not their views.
Still breathed the air... polluted by the blight.
But stood proud, as one... the victorious!
of war were to be heard across the land.
Desolate and were the senses of man.