Luyện nghe bài hát Thousand Swords

We attacked with thousand
Our were streaming under clouds
At the of christian capital
the wide of blood was flowing
we with hate in our eyes

Their request for was nothing for us,
they had no for our ancestors
is not a day for mercy.
We attacked and golden collapsed.
Christ's elected paradise was burning
their golden bells were tolling the hour
the last hour of christian in pagan europe
We are just blessed
the depths of unbaptized forests
barbarian in the skins
And we had pleasure to the vatican!
Gods and now they are with us
Spirit of war possessed our
Our want to fight with our moves
Its a great feeling to the blood in the basilica
of ravens fly between the clouds
They'll come to the earth, when we go
They'll eat we prepared
They'll drink blood we spilled
Epilogue : the will be cruel
by gods and spirits
In self of fatherland
done by our hands
bringing cruel for enemies.