Luyện nghe bài hát Tormentor

Tor...
Tormentor...

Born the fog of war
It a scar
He watched his family turn to
He was appalled, they are

Here are the skulls of the
Here are the weapons he
The more you have, the more that he hates you
You be consumed

This is his
with glory
This is
not a sin...
Festooned finery
You'll him in the winery
with filigree
These are the in the wounds...

Tor...
He is
Mentor...

Attack-or...
He is

Tor...Tor...Tor...

You must
He
His armor
Like a ferrous
sound
Is the sound of his

Here are the of the vanquished
Here are the he used
The stronger you are, the more that he you
You be consumed

with filigree
This is
This is his
An

Tor...
He is
Mentor...

Attack-or...
He is

Tor...Tor...Tor...

It is said he once a smile
It was his blood was made of bile
It is his thews are mighty
It is his views are righty
His heave with sap

Tormentor...