Luyện nghe bài hát The Last of Stands

Banners flying on shade
The bones have cast
dug on decayed
On borders meant to blast

By the time the tolls
New names engraved to the
Faces to hollow halls
Pride that the glory

Rivers memories
or death!

Rivers bleed
To shore
Driest holds crests
Of monarchs
But my roots are to shallow to
iron crust men left
With their

Rivers bleed
or death!

Not for the but for a throne
Not for the land but for a
My cause is just hate as
Thus god given lust keeps my aim

If we are to die
Would grave be our
If we are to fall from
Martyrs left

worth in war waged
Vengeance and assuaged
What worth in life
Freedom to the cage
What answers give the
When prey for judgement
nature of mankind's scion
As child inherits the

Rivers memories
or death!

Not for the king but for a
Not for the land but for a
My cause is just as pure
god given lust keeps my aim sure