Luyện nghe bài hát When Rides The Scion Of The Storms

DOVER, SEPTEMBER 1594
(THE RECOLLECTIONS OF A MARINER)

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MEMORIES OF AND LIFE...

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

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

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

ON LIFETIMES OF CARNAGE:

I have been slain by gladius,
And by spear dealt a mortal wound,
The threads of my ensorcelled
Endlessly woven on unknown cosmic loom.
I lost my life to longbow shafts
Fighting for the crown,
And mayhap I'll end this life
A good three fathoms down!

I marched with armies 'ere gleaming Atlantis
beneath the waves...
I reddened my blade against Caesar's legions ago...
I stood beside at Colchester...
I dealt honed steel death from the of Arthur Pendragon...
I slew and gloriously at Lindisfarne...
I slaked my at Maldon...
I blades with Brian Boru at Clontarf...
I slaughtered left and with Harold at Hastings...
I dispatched Norman swordsmen with of Loxley...
I wielded a Claymore at 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 have the rise of corrupt religions,
but my heathen blade was red countless
before their laws were ever carved in stone.

They call me the Scourge of Sedonia...
my sails at dawn, and may our English steel ring
gloriously the cutlasses of the outlander pirates!
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written for me in the stars...
but the gods decreed that this is the path I must follow,
and I am sure that my are far from over...