Luyện nghe bài hát Wine Of Defeat

She was the in the lands to the south,
so blinding that men dared not see,
a smile inspiring of angels,
the men so they fall to their knees.

To the north of the mountains, of brew,
a with the strength of ten bears.
Slaying crusaders the hangover strikes.
his heart on a maiden in the south.

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

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

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

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

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

Can love be nurtured
Our worlds will
On opposite of a war we are chained
Our own break us
and spoil we have
We can not stay where the hearts hate.

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

the top,
At she can see the valley,-
The valley where lover is in lust
But of their 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 reflection a shadow appears.

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

Can this hate be
Our did collide
On opposite sides of a war we chained
break their wills
And spill their
It is not treason the hate is pure.

Kneel and receive your salvation from (repeat)