Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Grey Banner

["A hundred years had passed. Man would face man, and with the vast armies of the mad King, the dwarves and elves faced certain destruction. Even though weighed down by the tremendous task at hand, the leaders of the free peoples inspired hope and courage among their ranks. Ilmarion spoke proudly of honour and sacrifice to mounted knights, Duviel the Elven Queen gathered the elven archers to her in great lines and Grimmdane Skullcleaver, the foremost warrior and general of the dwarven race commanded more than twenty perfectly squared cohorts of armoured dwarves. banners waved proudly in the air, though the Islander could easily count five times that number in grey banners. And so this day their doom would come."]

Facing the
On high ground we
In the air a thousand
Flying the
Of joined in bitter strife

Darkened green for the
Crimson red for dwarven
Deep blue for men with the hearts to defy

Brass horns are
we drink our ale
filled cold determination
the ancients
as dark spill out on the plains

See the view before me
It's familiar
Why am I
Why was I sent to this

["The mounted knights of free men long fought on the flanks of the King's army, greatly decimating the dark one's numbers. The dwarven bersekers charged towards the forest of grey banners, as they had once stormed the orcish hordes, while covered by of elven arrows. After one full day of battle, both armies were brought down to a quarter of their initial strength, and as the army of twisted men were nearly routed came the final and ultimate sign of the King's treachery. On the horizon there was now a sight not seen by men for a hundred years; a great dark and twisted army of orcs, goblins and netherkind, brought there by an unholy covenant with he who was once their destroyer. Led by the terrible warsong of Gargoth the Orcish Lord, the black lines engulfed both armies with intent of utter annihilation."

"Fueled by cries and scent of slaughter, fall before the orcish march! Now our armies will flesh from bone.
Throne of bones, its lord has spoken, beasts take all that remain.
Now my children we shall their blood!"

"With all hope nearly gone and facing complete destruction, the Islander were to seek out and challenge his brother, the fallen King of the West and menace of Westmar. into single combat"]

You think you can before me? You are mistaken!
No! I'm filled the wrath of a god,
by a righteous flame!

See how you're burning zeal, and yet so unknowing!
Die! I you pay for your crimes, red, the grey banner dyed!

steel I will redeem
For I what I've seen in my dreams
One brother has to his demise

Fool! you see
that you were sent to perish me?

See the blackness for my
How can be,
Were the all lies?
Oh horizon...

What? What is this? Who is this girl, who dares to me?
Take my for another's
Now fall! As he has recovered...

So we are
Wake from a
Glorious
But lost unto me
See, all rise
lands to the sea
But forever she'll on in my memory