Luyện nghe bài hát March for Revenge

Ride, ride, ride up hell

with magic, sons of demons and men
This song of greeting written for tragic end
So long our stride the world doth tremble with
Black winds blow where we ride
Maim and kill them, the women and children

Hot pitch and chain to the air
Our ramming blades lay their ships bare
meets steel, axes, broadsword and shield
Their heads ride our spears and bodies the fields
and kill them, take the women and children

Fallen as I hold close to your side
I this wound, your last
Mighty earth now doth drink blood
And I remember days past

Your so great, rest now take thy sleep
For you shall not awake, let be sweet
For when we march, your sword with me
For when we march, your rides with me
For when we march, sword rides with me
For when we march, your sword with me

You who my brother and all who take your side
This be your last hour, let your steel be
Now turn to face me upon the timeless
me if you can, death is life

By the full they rise from their graves
Through of blood, fighting with hell bent rage
the creed of unity by the circle of blood
We are one, we know not fear, born to not run
Maim and them, take the women and children