Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

The velveteen and oaken fixtures the lonely child
The parents watched the take him while they stood outside
The priest was kind and as he positioned his head
The pain was brimstone, but the kid hardly bled

Victory, over intellect
Victory, it erupts from deep
History, is laughing at us plotting its discovery
Victory, victory, it on the victory

the parade crowd there stands a decorated man
Remembering how he helped to save this sacred
His helpless enemy was wounded, both hands raised with
He killed him without second thought, with brute force and a

Victory, instinct over
Victory, it erupts deep inside
History, history is laughing at us plotting its
Victory, victory, it on the victory

So many times, so lives
Test the side
Waiting to see what the has in mind

The commoners hum diligent each day
They wallow in their father's sins, as passes away
The are without motive but they ignore all restraint
The evil sits inside them timing its escape

Victory, instinct intellect
Victory, it erupts from deep
History, is laughing at us plotting its discovery
Victory, victory, it on the victory

it on the victory
Blame it on the
Plotting its
Victory, victory, it on the victory