Luyện nghe bài hát Tears Of A Dying Angel

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

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

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

The abyss will spit out thousands of demoniac
and she will be back to lead them all...!
Why? Why? The godforsaken bitch ancient of
will be free from the spell that was trapping her
in the of the ghostland... what the fathers of
my were able to do is going to end...
Oh yes, I knew it... I it!
...the power of the emerald in the wrong hands
I it!
can lead to tragic results...
...the waves of the oceans soon
and if we don't
become giants our towns...
a valid controffensive to stop
a prelude to an announced... massacre!

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

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