Luyện nghe bài hát The Incandescent March

This must end right now
How can we still at the stars
How can we to the sun
My friends, my men, the end
Our gladius swords will be our words

The cry of the broken
The crack of the burning
To the ones who were slaves
shall kill them and dig their graves
I swear I'll again
Lucifer in very war
The parade of the dancing

The of the fallen star
I swear I'll rise
in this very war
The parade of the flames

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

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

tread upon this mountain
From this place we call

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