Luyện nghe bài hát Three Neuron Kings

A battle, and inconvenient,
A battle so acute in pride.
A curse or plague, a fever,
me to the fireside.

At a crackling spark flight to the skies,
The tempest king, he the throne.
But in stride as equal legions
Melt the leader's tone.

An elder king
blood soaked fallow battlefields
With orders calm at urgent
And as iron shields.

And words it were
As he of abandonment
I shivered as the Tempest,
As his fever upon my hand.

Then swords were risen by the
As for me I a twig towards the skies.

And no one withdraw
eyes were as the fiend's.
All men in and zeal.
As ire to burdening air.

two in brawl for the throne
A third with grins on stainless
In watching in conceal
of the bleak.

At startled,
Dismay had my twig
I turned down the
And the sparks of the night
Lit the my paths with wings
me and my Three Neuron Kings.