Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Sign Of The Red Dragon

I raise my eyes at of night
I the silence moulding my body
I hear the damp and ground throbbing
I to it.
I'm the of this land,
I'm Dracula, of Walacchia.
My name is synonymous fear and terror
which I and grew and which I fed on.
I led an of dead soldiers
that I myself had raised their graves.
I spread and destruction.
smell of blood and excrements,
cries, sobs.
Thousands of rotted in the sun.
Thousands of poles as I passed.
My head and laid down.
The my law.
I was Vlad, the Impaler,
nobody obstruct my path.
And the powerful Turks in crowds.
And the new forest up,
of fright and blood.
And the of gold and silk
with his numerous army,
thousand of persons were impaled
and crowds came, of enemies.
And at the end I was surrounded.
Chill, blood, horror of an slaughter.
By I was a prince without land.
And from the a whisper,
the of the dead, rose:
"Dracula, please, back!"