Luyện nghe bài hát The Battle

In the early dawn the men
Shivered in the
But the shiver not from the cold
And spread throughout the

The trembling horses sensed the
Of thoughtful men
Who prayed wives and families
Might see them once

The bishops a dawn patrol
To the weight
Of at the King's command
Ensconced behind the

The ground hid the patrol's approach
As they drew enough to show
The on the battlements
And an archer his bow

From the topmost tower a fell
As an pierced his skull
And his headlong flight into the
Seemed that of a

The reported little
There was much to see
But the strong and castle
A of the free

The men took communion
As the first of the sun
Lit up the gloomy walls
The day begun

From the green the rooks took flight
To the high in the east
To their carrion the battlefield
Set a for a feast

A of black, the Bishop's men
Equality their
Swarmed ants across the hill
Their aim at last in

The King's men dressed in white
Were driven by force
And the fighting grew violent
As the took its course

The Bishops gave the
No to be shown
The will reap rewards
When the is overthrown

The of children lying dead
Made hardened soldiers
The walls began to fall
They moved the keep

The rooks the battlefield
Their hungry eyes
in the sight of death
Showing no

The pressure steadily
As the neared the gate
And the desperate King called to his
It's your or the State

When the anxious King began to
As thought he might
The ran screaming round the walls
And urged the men to

The Bishop's men were
As the drew late
And the King's men the drawbridge
And out through the gate

They fought way across the bridge
The men like falling
Or ears of corn that in swathes
The vicious sickle

The receded up the hill
The of reclaimed land
Once swamp became
A shore of white sand

A blinded was seen to bless
Both dying and the
As he stumbled around the
His cassock red

If uniform were or white
His eyes never see
And death made no
man he be

As fell both camps withdrew
Their soldiers slain cattle
Leaving the to feast alone
The of the battle

At evensong camps reviewed
Their sad ranks
As survivors of the
Gave God their grateful