Luyện nghe bài hát The Incandescent March

This reign end right now
How can we still stare at the
How can we to the sun
My friends, my men, the end
Our luminous swords will be our words

The cry of the wings
The crack of the burning
To the ones who were once
Thou shall kill them and dig their
I I'll rise again
in this very war
The parade of the dancing

The revenge of the star
I swear I'll again
in this very war
The parade of the dancing

The laughable of such a tragedy
The miserable scum that erodes the rock of

(These will burn from a blaze
Which lives in the heart of a eyes)

We'll upon this mountain
From this we call Inferno

The primitive philosophy of a group of cowards
Will never rule on this and fragile place we call earth
The time of slavery end right now
This of tyranny must be the last
We will crush the weaver, he will the bitter
And on this unreachable fortress we call
He will the anger of the gods we are
We sit on this throne
And the fallen god, the one
rest in a place we call Inferno
We will sit on this
We will sit on throne
We sit on this throne
We will sit on throne