🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Our Foes Shall Fall - Summoning

  sword is sharp, the spear is long
 The arrow swift, the  is strong
 The heart is bold that looks on 
 The  no more shall suffer wrong
 
 The  throne once more is freed
  Wandering fold, the summons heed
 Come haste! Come haste! Across the 
 The king of friend and kin  need.
 
 Now call we over  cold
  back unto the caverns old
 Here at the gates the  awaits
 His hands are  with gems and gold
 
  king is come unto his hall
 Under the mountain dark  tall
 The worm of dread  slain and dead
 And  so our foes shall fall