Luyện nghe bài hát When Rides The Scion Of The Storms

DOVER, ENGLAND: 1594
(THE OF A WAR-WEARY MARINER)

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OF DEATH AND LIFE...

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

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

The of the Storms:
Dethroned 'ere fell, haunted by a dark 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 scion of the skies, a god to warriors and kings!

REFLECTIONS ON OF CARNAGE:

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

I marched vast armies 'ere gleaming Atlantis
beneath the waves...
I reddened my blade against Caesar's legions ago...
I stood Boudicca at Colchester...
I dealt honed steel death from the ranks of Pendragon...
I slew and gloriously at Lindisfarne...
I slaked my at Maldon...
I crossed with Brian Boru at Clontarf...
I left and right 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 for the White Rose at Bosworth Field...
I captained a galleon against the great Armada of II...

I have witnessed the rise of religions,
but my heathen blade was red centuries
before their flaccid laws were carved in stone.

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