Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph For My Magic Steel

Flies to where old are lying
The cry for the triumph for my magic
Burns the pride of my conscience
While rises the sceptre of our lord

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

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

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

So and storm, the rage of the sword
The of my war
The axe of the dwarf, the on the stone
The for the eternal

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

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

Steel all for the king and his crown
Winds of the are caressing us all...
smiles at the knights' epic cry
Thanks to the old and emerlad sword

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 blood on the
The scream for the

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

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