Luyện nghe bài hát Tears Of A Dying Angel

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
SACRA LOTTA DURA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA'
MORTE NERA ME
SAD ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE
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FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
NERA DENTRO ME
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SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI ETA'
SAD DARK WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE

Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our
none of us... none of us can sleep peacefully...
from when the magic sword was handled by the king
seems to not be the same anymore...
he's clearly preparing his of war to attack the
the towns of Elnor and Thorald
people of wonderful valleys...
will be surely the goals
in his ambitious and cruel of conquest...
mighty warrior... come to help your... your...

the words are going to be pronounced...
Oh god!...oh god... no...
found it, they found it...
thanks to the cosmic of the emerald weapon
the book of the dead by the dark angel is now
open and the rites of are going to begin...
Oh no, god!... oh no... I hear those words...
I them... Necros,
Dagma, Atra,
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
I them... Necros,
Dagma, Atra, Krona...

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

creatures this will be a tragic...
FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
MORTE NERA ME
SACRA LOTTA DURA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA'

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My Elnor, Thorald... the dark angel is now
his tears...
...fight for past, fight for
future... Elnor, Thorald... resist... resist!