Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph For My Magic Steel

Flies to old dragons are lying
The cry for the for my magic sword
Burns the pride of my conscience
While rises the of our wise lord

So thunder and storm, the rage of the
The of my war
The axe of the dwarf, the blood on the
The for the eternal

Rage in the wind at the for my magic steel
You will taste the of the ancient sword... and
Rage in the wind at the for my magic steel
Led by hundred of and fallen lords

Dead, laments and unholy
The heads of the fallen are staining the
May be the last hated cruel war
I'm looking at my skies but answer not!

So thunder and storm, the rage of the
The of my war
The axe of the dwarf, the on the stone
The scream for the

Rage in the wind at the triumph for my steel
You will taste the of the ancient sword... and
Rage in the at the triumph for my magic steel
Led by of mighty and proudly fallen brave lords

Old cathedrals dusty graves where the seeds of holy victory
from old crypts gushing out to drown the deadly cosmic enemy

Steel all for the king and his crown
of the dawn are caressing us all...
Ancelot smiles at the epic cry
Thanks to the old and their emerlad

The kingdom is now hailing the triumph over
And he the man from Loregard he in front of all... Of all

So thunder and storm, the of the sword
The of my war
The axe of the dwarf, the on the stone
The scream for the

Rage in the wind at the triumph for my steel
You will taste the of the ancient sword... and
in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel
Led by hundred of mighty and fallen

Rage in the wind at the for my magic steel
You will taste the of the ancient sword... and
Rage in the at the triumph for my magic steel
Led by of mighty and proudly fallen brave lords