🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lux Triumphans - Rhapsody

 "At the court of king Chaos only 
 can write  own tragedy..."
 
  warriors from the silver hills
 march, all  by golden winds
 Elves  trolls from holy mystic woods
 run  the last snow
 
 He's now coming from the  lands
 handling proud his  sword
 Glory, pride and honor  with him
 Burns  flame of north
 
 They will all  in the Kazar ruins
 not so far  Ancelot
 In the temple of the  one
  hope will be born...
 
 Born from the  of ancient glory... Born!
 
 They all hail the mighty chosen 
  the skies with their cry
 They are ready  reach Ancelot
 Arwald's calling 
 
 "Glory ride with  Lux Triumphans!
 Magic  steelgods lead us to a new dawn..."