Luyện nghe bài hát Future Wars

A place in distant dreams
Mystic blow
Men mount of prey to war
And raid each shore
and Warlocks battle by night
One by cunning and might
Take what you can by sword and
Just reward for perilous

Stands among them a King
A man of breed
In a blade of steel he his trust
Killing and taking his
him the scars of battles gone by
From many who have in his murderous eye
Astride his he cursed and then
Assembled his men in and ten
Onward we'll kill them all
Victory is
have their heads and female slaves
Soon to loot their
hard they rushed the gates
And scaled the walls
Through boiling oil and falling
His men it all

In bloody streets the battle
Brave men died and were caged
Amidst the hoard, a roar
He gut the guard and down the door
in one hand, torch in the other
Alert step of the way
If legends be true this place is
Demons stand night and day

Living hell in black
Three hosts
Upon the a ball of light
Which binds them to their
than a striking cobra
Hit the altar and knocked it
in a silver shower
The priests of hell have lost their