Luyện nghe bài hát Under Black Age Toil

Under black age we live

night the stars shot madly from
Their spheres and we're like a violent storm
And the moon that was no but
His horns were visible the circumference
One saw devils vastest hell can hold

Within moonshine we to bury the dead
The tongue of midnight hath told twelve

The pestilence has taken our
And our are gaping wide
Everyone sets forth his sprite
And the way paths to glide
Through dead bodies - nor or poor
Anymore with stolen

Under black age toil we

Oh scornful masters we our homes
Under black age toil our sweat bold
Let the pestilence our end
We leave our fathers land
We learn trial patience for a customary cross

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