Luyện nghe bài hát Wind Like Stroke

Fort imparata
Terra mortes est
generatjo
Romanorum

From east came leading fire and iron
By grim gathered all as worms
Track the trails and the place to environ
Breaking through winds on way to Rome

To the city, of evil vices
Everybody calling it home
In the time when it grows and
A rush is provoking its fall

In the air

In
Gust blows out
In the
The
out
Flying

horses
They blood thirst
Firing
On way
crosses
They slay, burst
In black
They are the god's
are the god's enemies
They are breed

While their run
They dash over frays and
the Hun
Barbarian trail of blazes the sun

the Hun
Is bad seed, and cruel son
The bad is done
For all people is fleeing and can 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!
and pity
res!
Victory's

imperator
Fillium
et hostis Dei