Luyện nghe bài hát Under Black Age Toil

Under black age toil we

That night the stars shot from
Their spheres and we're raging like a violent
And the moon was no crescent but
His horns were visible the circumference
One saw more devils hell can hold

Within moonshine we left to bury the
The iron tongue of midnight hath twelve

The has taken our eyesight
And our are gaping wide
Everyone forth his dying sprite
And the way paths to glide
Through bodies - nor rich or poor
with stolen pride

Under black age we live

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

We've abandonded to relieve and
Even strong men their hearts of steel
And the beggars, our knights and kings
Met the demon with blackened wings