Luyện nghe bài hát Where Cold Wind Blows

Where Wings Blow I (was) laid to Rest
I Can not reach my Rusty
the Blood and that Guided my Path
for Drowned in the Sands of Wisdom

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

My cut my Winged Weapons
and Teeth was my Pride
And from the Forest all would
"Wisdom the Gate for the King"

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

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

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