Luyện nghe bài hát Under Black Age Toil

Under black age we live

night the stars shot madly from
Their and we're raging like a violent storm
And the moon was no crescent but
His horns visible within the circumference
One saw more vastest hell can hold

Within moonshine we left to the dead
The iron tongue of midnight hath told

The has taken our eyesight
And our graves are wide
Everyone sets forth his sprite
And the church way to glide
Through dead bodies - nor or poor
with stolen pride

Under black age we live

Oh masters we leave our homes
Under age toil our sweat runs bold
Let the resolve our end
We won't our fathers land
We won't learn trial patience for a customary

abandonded to relieve and heal
Even strong men with their hearts of
And the beggars, fools our knights and
Met the demon with this blackened