Luyện nghe bài hát Wind Like Stroke

Fort terrois
mortes est sembrata
Demonorum
contestatio

From came storms leading fire and iron
By grim demons all as worms
Track the trails and find the to environ
Breaking through winds on their way to

To the city, source of vices
Everybody calling it their
In the time when it grows and
A rush is coming provoking its

In the air

In
Gust that out
In the
The
out
Flying

horses
They blood thirst
grasses
On way
crosses
They slay, burst
In masses
They are the enemies
They are the enemies
They are satan's

While their run
They dash over and nuns
the Hun
Barbarian trail of following the sun

the Hun
Is bad seed, and devil son
The bad deed is
For all people is and can hold on no one

Rome is over
Ave Rex!
times complete
Honores!
The dust just
vox!
It's face white
Mal atrox!

They're the city
Ave Rex!
To make new
Honores!
Sorrow and
res!
Victory's

Demonorum
noctis
Malus et Dei