Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the time of the daythe dawn
The cleansing breath unsullied yet
By fume or deaths cacophony
The rank of unchained ambition
And pray, me not but know me now,
Your faithful retainer resolute
To his liege lord without recompense
Perchance to and perish namelessly
No flag-draped bier or drum to set
The cadence for a final parade
But it was not always
Once you worshipped me and me a god
In many tongues and made offering
I exact too terrible a

Take heed for I am weary,
And decrepit now and my time grows
There are no honorable frays to

Only mean death out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unleashed from oceans
Assail me not with noble
For I not at all for platitude
And surrender such tedious
To greater minds than and nimbler tongues
Singular in their purpose and
And presuming to for everyman

Oh, for another time, a field
And there a mortal warriors grave
But charges me remain until
The end the battle of the last war
Until that render unto me
That which is mine my well deserved
The fairest of your progeny
Your sons, your daughters your hopes and your
The cruel consequence of conceit

Sarangel (ASCAP)