Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the time of the daythe dawn
The final cleansing breath yet
By acrid or deaths cacophony
The rank refuse of unchained
And pray, me not but know me now,
Your faithful retainer stands
To his liege lord without recompense
Perchance to fall and namelessly
No bier or muffled drum to set
The for a final dress parade
But it was not thusremember?
Once you me and named me a god
In many and made offering lest
I exact too a tribute

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

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

Oh, for another time, a distant
And a mortal warriors lonely grave
But duty charges me until
The end the battle of the last war
Until that morrow unto me
which is mine my stipend well deserved
The fairest flower of progeny
Your sons, daughters your hopes and your dreams
The consequence of your conceit

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