Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the best of the day the dawn
The final cleansing breath yet
By acrid or death's cacophony
The refuse of unchained ambition

And pray, deny me not but me now
Your faithful retainer stands
To serve his liege Lord without
Perchance to fall and namelessly

No flag draped bier or drum to set
The for a final dress parade
But it was not always remember
Once you me and named me a God
In many tongues and made offering
I exact too terrible a

Take for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time short
There are no frays to join
mean death dealt out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unleashed from across

Assail me not with policy
For I care not at all for
And such tedious detail
To minds than mine and nimbler tongues
Singular in purpose and resolve
And to speak for everyman
(Oh)

Oh, for another time, a field
And there a mortal warrior's grave
But duty charges me until
The end the battle of the last war

Until that render unto me
That is mine my stipend well deserved
The fairest flower of your
Your sons, your your hopes and your dreams
The consequence of your conceit