Luyện nghe bài hát Wine Of Defeat

She was the diamond in the to the south,
beauty so blinding men dared not see,
a smile tales of angels,
the men so they fall to their knees.

To the north of the mountains, of brew,
a heathen with the of ten bears.
crusaders 'till the hangover strikes.
Setting his heart on a in the south.

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

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

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

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

A man in my heart 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 this be nurtured
Our worlds will
On opposite of a war we are chained
Our own will us
and spoil we have
We can not stay the hearts breed hate.

On her way, she's wandering
So merry, so full of joy and of
Wondering,
Will he me?

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

A relentless legion
to the fate of our kin
Crawl under skin
in the blood-pool of treason, and sin
Let the bloodshed of tyrants

Can this be nurtured
Our did collide
On opposite sides of a war we chained
I'll break their
And spill their
It is not treason when the is pure.

Kneel and your salvation from hell (repeat)