Luyện nghe bài hát Wine Of Defeat

She was the diamond in the to the south,
beauty so blinding that men not see,
a inspiring tales of angels,
enthralling the men so fall to their knees.

To the north of the mountains, of brew,
a heathen the strength of ten bears.
Slaying 'till the hangover strikes.
Setting his on a maiden in the south.

Who'd have I'd fall for a heathen,
but he is the man in my heart.

Can love be nurtured
Our will collide
On opposite of a war we are chained
We'll the chains
and our blood
It is not tainted when the is pure.

I am a heathen, or so I am by the mob
- the masses that kneel in fear
I consumed the most bitter of wine
The of defeat and deception

On the of our mothers, the ground is now soaked
in the blood of the brothers who for our home.
Our cause was shattered, in pain we are
The stench of this plague will not fade.

A man in my that my own won't approve
a devil is of his name
The men of my kin my heart won't approve
the kinship must be in the

Can love be nurtured
Our worlds collide
On opposite sides of a war we are
Our own will us
and spoil what we
We can not where the hearts breed hate.

On her way, she's merry
So merry, so of joy and of doubt
Wondering,
he embrace me?

the top,
At she can see the valley,-
The where lover is awaiting in lust
But thoughts of families makes her mind and heart rust
She is so weary, a is in sight.
A nice place to before they share their night.
In the water a shadow appears.

A relentless uniting
to the fate of our kin
Crawl under it's
in the blood-pool of treason, and sin
Let the bloodshed of tyrants

Can this be nurtured
Our worlds did
On sides of a war we were chained
break their wills
And spill blood
It is not treason when the is pure.

Kneel and your salvation from hell (repeat)