Luyện nghe bài hát Where Cold Winds Blow

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

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

My Mind cut my Weapons
and that was my Pride
And from the Forest all hear:
"Wisdom the Gate for the King"

My Sighted - My Tears they Tasted
my Warriors - To the Land of Desire
To the of Hate - Where Cold Winds Blew
For Lust for Hell - We with the North Wind

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

I the Soul of the Snake
and Slept the Armageddish Whore
(but) my Throne and my Weapons;
Where Cold Winds Blow became my