Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph For My Magic Steel

Flies to where old are lying
The cry for the for my magic sword
the pride of my mighty conscience
While rises the sceptre of our wise

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 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 hundred of and fallen lords

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

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

Rage in the wind at the triumph for my steel
You will the blade of the ancient sword... and
Rage in the wind at the for my magic steel
Led by hundred of mighty and 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 around for the and his crown
Winds of the dawn are us all...
Ancelot smiles at the knights' cry
Thanks to the old and their emerlad

The is now hailing the triumph over Dargor
And he the man from he stands 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 for my magic steel
You taste the blade of the ancient sword... and
in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel
Led by of mighty and fallen lords

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