Luyện nghe bài hát Warlord

Flashes of
Destroyin' the of the night
On the
are great flames shining bright

He's armed, he's and willing
To stand and 'till the end
used to blood-shed and killing
Black is his best friend

and torture, flames and slaughter
The of blood everywhere
warriors, blood-stained armours
Dying
the Warlord's hot breath
the air

He rules terror
a word he does not know
Wherever he
The sands of are running low

His mother was a
She spat him out in a stormy
His was the rolling thunder
He him
"Son, you're to fight"

and torture.....