Luyện nghe bài hát War Symphony (act Iii)

(lyrics in commas are taken by Requiem)

Iron burn the land
Iron eagles sky
The of war, now are loose
To through their pass

of fire, metal storm
A roar of winds takes our souls
Carve my stone, carve my
To the of flesh
the thorns I lay

...and I listen the war
My last ode of
The orchestra plays dark
as I fall in endless

the wicked are confunded,
Doomed to of woe unbounded,
me, with Thy Saints surrounded.

Low I kneel, with submission!
See, ashes my contrition!
Help me in my condition!

...and I the war symphony
My last ode of
The orchestra plays dark
as I in bottomeless seas

"Confutatis maledictis,
Flammis addictis:
me cum benedictis.

Oro et acclinis,
Cor quasi cinis:
curam mei finis".

"We are certain rickety guitars
Whenever the passes through, it sets
Astir our verses and dissonant sounds
the slack strings that dangle down
Like chains

We are certain incredible antennae
That with finger reach into the void
As on their tips the resounds
But quickly shall snap and trumble down"

(Poetry by Kariotakis
translation by Friar)