Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the best time of the day the
The final cleansing unsullied yet
By fume or death's cacophony
The refuse of unchained ambition

And pray, deny me not but me now
Your retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege Lord recompense
Perchance to fall and namelessly

No flag draped bier or drum to set
The cadence for a final parade
But it was not thus remember
you worshipped me and named me a God
In many and made offering lest
I exact too a tribute

heed for I am weary, ancient
And now and my time grows short
There are no honorable to join
Only mean dealt out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unleashed from oceans

me not with noble policy
For I care not at all for
And surrender such detail
To minds than mine and nimbler tongues
Singular in their and resolve
And presuming to for everyman
(Oh)

Oh, for time, a distant field
And there a mortal lonely grave
But duty me remain until
The end the last battle of the war

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