Luyện nghe bài hát The Incandescent March

This reign must end 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 broken
The crack of the burning
To the ones who once slaves
Thou shall kill them and dig their
I swear I'll again
Lucifer in this war
The parade of the dancing

The revenge of the fallen
I swear I'll again
Lucifer in very war
The parade of the flames

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

(These woods will from a blaze
Which lives in the of a thousand eyes)

We'll tread upon mountain
this place we call Inferno

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