Luyện nghe bài hát Tears Of A Dying Angel

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA
NERA DENTRO ME
SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL
CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
MORTE NERA ME
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA
SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE EVIL PAGE

Yes, my friends, the sun shining on our beloved
Akron none of us... none of us can peacefully...
from when the magic sword was by the black king
lands seems to not be the anymore...
he's clearly preparing his plans of war to the
the towns of Elnor and Thorald
people of these valleys...
will be the first goals
in his and cruel dream of conquest...
Come mighty warrior... come to your... your...

the ancient are going to be pronounced...
Oh god!...oh god... no...
They it, they found it...
to the cosmic power of the emerald weapon
the book of the kept by the dark angel is now
and the rites of blood are going to begin...
Oh no, god!... oh no... I hear damned words...
I them... Necros,
Dagma, Atra,
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
I them... Necros,
Dagma, Atra, Krona...

The abyss will soon out thousands of demoniac
and she will be back to lead them all...!
Why? Why? The godforsaken bitch servant of
Kron will be free from the spell was trapping her
in the crytpts of the ghostland... what the of
my father were to do is going to end...
Oh yes, I it... I knew it!
...the of the emerald sword in the wrong hands
I it!
can to these tragic results...
...the waves of the oceans will
and if we organize
giants attacking our towns...
a valid controffensive to those
a prelude to an announced... massacre!

this will only be a tragic...
FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
NERA DENTRO ME
SACRA LOTTA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA'

CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR
My dear Elnor, Thorald... the dark is now
his tears...
...fight for past, fight for
future... Elnor, Thorald... resist... resist!