Luyện nghe bài hát The Campaign

It's an ideal as old as man itself, a value obscured, yet deceased
A way of life that must go on, a that lives in the hearts of the chosen
As sure as life and death itself, a thinking and being that must
And if our is pure, and commitment lives within our hearts
Our quest will go forth unharmed, for is fleeting
And victory's just a part of doing the job right, and it'll take place this
And it's an age old ideal and one that died
For was no beginning, no vortex in time
And the footsteps now trodden, imprint the souls of who served
We march to the same beat, although of a different time
If our campaign is pure, if our is true
And we tolerate a thing that stands in the way of completing our quest
And it'll shape up this
For will be swift via a hand so merciless
And the hammers will roll out in a bloody
And some things never change no matter how oft the clock turn
We march to the same beat though of a different time
And if our campaign is pure, and the of choice is within our reach
Our quest shall go forth
For while glory is fleeting the spoils will be ours just the
And it'll take like this
And all crushed, our legacy this will be, with no ifs or buts to be heard
And we'll sound the siren for our to rise again
And future will fly the flag