Luyện nghe bài hát When Rides The Scion Of The Storms

DOVER, ENGLAND: SEPTEMBER
(THE RECOLLECTIONS OF A MARINER)

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OF DEATH AND LIFE...

For countless thousands of I have walked the earth...
I have seen battle,
And untold of slaughter.

I am once more!
The grim spirit once again given flesh...
O' to be ravished by the death...

The of the Storms:
Dethroned 'ere Atlantis fell, haunted by a queen's curse,
My son's soul shackled by spell of endless death and grim rebirth.
Fly, o' steed of Lyonesse, ride the tempest's wings,
I am the of the vengeful skies, a god to warriors and kings!

ON LIFETIMES OF CARNAGE:

I have been by Roman gladius,
And by Norman spear a mortal wound,
The threads of my destiny
woven on some unknown cosmic loom.
I have lost my life to longbow
for the English crown,
And I'll end this mariner's life
A good three fathoms down!

I with vast armies 'ere gleaming Atlantis
beneath the waves...
I reddened my blade against Caesar's long ago...
I beside Boudicca at Colchester...
I dealt honed steel death the ranks of Arthur Pendragon...
I slew and gloriously at Lindisfarne...
I my scramasax at Maldon...
I crossed with Brian Boru at Clontarf...
I slaughtered left and with Harold at Hastings...
I dispatched Norman with Robin of Loxley...
I a Claymore at Stirling Bridge...
I was in the thick of the fray Henry at Agincourt...
I spilled blood for the White at Bosworth Field...
I captained a galleon against the great of Philip II...

I witnessed the rise of corrupt religions,
but my heathen was red countless centuries
before their flaccid were ever carved in stone.

call me the Scourge of Medina Sedonia...
my ship sails at dawn, and may our English steel
gloriously against the cutlasses of the pirates!
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have for me in the stars...
but the gods have decreed that this is the I must follow,
and I am that my adventures are far from over...