🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Stone Cold Metal - Ensiferum

 Howl of a coyote  up a man,
 A  shadow in this wasted land.
 Vultures rise  the scorching sun.
 A dry wind blows in a silent 
 
 Some Whiskey to clear  head
 And some for the brothers who are 
 Another day, another 
 Vigilantes will meet their 
 
 Saddle your 
 We  riding tonight
  ready to kill
 Don't flee  a fight.
 Pillaging is in our 
 We bow to no one and  one at all!
 
 Stone  metal in his hand,
  wild rival of righteous man.
 Life  an outlaw; the gallows await.
 Until then they  reign!
 
 No border is too 
 To cross and to spill the  of hatred.
  to come are still unveiled,
 Take what's yours, no  to bewail!
 
 Waning  time to move on
 Under  looming crescent moon.
 Another town, again to 
 Surely someone will  deaths gate.
 
  the silence of the night
 Treacherous  of the evening,
 Deceived  whereabouts of marauders.
 
 Ten bounty hunters are  to the hideaway.
 A dark red desert 
 Shimmers  gloomy light.
 Upon a  affair of honour.
 
 For a fleeting  eye meets eye.
 Silent respect before an inevitable 
  or alive, it's all the same...