Luyện nghe bài hát Hail to the Victor

man
Mangled of a solitary
Some
That are fought in the mind are not

eyes
Although the has been long
All
Ignorance and hate...no

Time is the dividend on paths
Longing of the is carved in wolven hearts
All those, in the end, merge in to one

times
These
In the hands of beasts of
Man gods
Turning
Unknown future, no hope in

Foul
The sin
Like fools, they to kill their kin

The legend
In the of men
Is the way, the power, to rise this hell

to the victor!
Once a
But astray
In the mirror see the face
Of the god whom should be praised