🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Stone Cold Metal - Ensiferum

 Howl  a coyote wakes up a man,
 A haggard  in this wasted land.
  rise with the scorching sun.
 A  wind blows in a silent town.
 
  Whiskey to clear his head
 And some for the  who are dead.
 Another day, another 
 Vigilantes will  their fate.
 
  your steed
 We are riding 
  ready to kill
 Don't flee from a 
 Pillaging is in  blood,
 We bow to no one and no  at all!
 
 Stone cold  in his hand,
 Stirs wild rival of righteous 
 Life of an outlaw;  gallows await.
  then they shall reign!
 
 No border is too 
 To cross and to spill the cup  hatred.
 Days to come are still 
 Take what's yours, no  to bewail!
 
 Waning daylight, time to  on
 Under a looming  moon.
 Another town,  to raze,
 Surely  will pass deaths gate.
 
 In the silence of the 
 Treacherous  of the evening,
 Deceived the whereabouts of 
 
 Ten bounty hunters are  to the hideaway.
 A dark red  moon
 Shimmers it gloomy 
 Upon a baneful  of honour.
 
 For  fleeting moment, eye meets eye.
  respect before an inevitable solution.
 Dead  alive, it's all the same...