Luyện nghe bài hát Tears Of A Dying Angel

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

Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our
Akron none of us... of us can sleep peacefully...
from when the sword was handled by the black king
lands seems to not be the anymore...
he's clearly his plans of war to attack the
the ancient of Elnor and Thorald
people of wonderful valleys...
be surely the first goals
in his ambitious and dream of conquest...
Come warrior... come to help your... your...

the ancient are going to be pronounced...
Oh god!...oh god... no...
found 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 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 spit out of demoniac
creatures and she will be to lead them all...!
Why? Why? The godforsaken ancient servant of
will be free from 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 it... I knew it!
...the of the emerald 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 controffensive to stop
a tragic to an announced... massacre!

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

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