Luyện nghe bài hát When Rides The Scion Of The Storms

DOVER, ENGLAND: 1594
(THE RECOLLECTIONS OF A MARINER)

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MEMORIES OF AND LIFE...

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

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

The Scion of the
'ere Atlantis fell, haunted by a dark queen's curse,
My son's soul by this spell 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!

REFLECTIONS ON LIFETIMES OF

I have slain by Roman gladius,
And by spear dealt a mortal wound,
The threads of my destiny
Endlessly woven on some cosmic loom.
I have my life to longbow shafts
for the English crown,
And mayhap I'll end this mariner's
A good score fathoms down!

I marched with vast armies 'ere gleaming
beneath the waves...
I reddened my blade against Caesar's legions ago...
I stood beside at Colchester...
I dealt honed death from the ranks of Arthur Pendragon...
I slew and looted at Lindisfarne...
I slaked my at Maldon...
I crossed blades with Boru at Clontarf...
I slaughtered left and right Harold at Hastings...
I dispatched swordsmen with Robin of Loxley...
I a Claymore at Stirling Bridge...
I was in the thick of the fray beside 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 ever in stone.

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