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 my Path
for they Drowned in the Sands of

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

My Mind cut my Weapons
and Teeth that was my
And the Forest all would hear:
"Wisdom Opens the for the King"

My Weapons Sighted - My Tears Tasted
Summon my Warriors - To the of Desire
To the Domain of - Where Cold Winds Blew
For Lust for Hell - We Rode the North Wind

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

I Entered the of the Snake
and Slept with the Whore
(but) my Throne and my Weapons;
Cold Winds Blow became my Grave