Luyện nghe bài hát Where Cold Wind Blows

Where Cold Wings Blow I (was) to Rest
I Can not my Rusty Weapons
the Blood and Sword that Guided my
for they Drowned in the of Wisdom

I was, indeed, a King of the
My Blackened Edges; still they Sharp
by the Carnal Herds
but thou: Closed are the Gates?

My cut my Winged Weapons
and Teeth that was my
And from the all would hear:
"Wisdom the Gate for the King"

My Sighted - My Tears they Tasted
Summon my Warriors - To the Land of
To the Domain of Hate - Where Cold Winds
For Lust for Hell - We Rode with the Wind

Only I accomplish a fucken Self-deceit
There are only Two - the Mind or the Sword
And the was Open like the Sights in a Dream
But the was like a Stone around my neck

I Entered the Soul of the
and with the Armageddish Whore
(but) without my Throne and my
Cold Winds Blow became my Grave