Luyện nghe bài hát Three Neuron Kings

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

At a wood's 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
From blood soaked battlefields
With orders calm at urgent
And reasoning as shields.

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

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

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

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

At startled,
had dropped my twig
I turned down the
And the last sparks of the
Lit the my paths with golden
me and my Three Neuron Kings.