🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lux Triumphans - Rhapsody

 "At the court of king  only blood
 can write  own tragedy..."
 
 Mighty warriors from the  hills
  all led by golden winds
 Elves and  from holy mystic woods
 run through the last 
 
  now coming from the middle lands
 handling proud  magic sword
 Glory, pride and honor ride  him
 Burns the  of north
 
 They will all meet in the Kazar 
  so far from Ancelot
 In the temple of the fallen 
 their  will be born...
 
 Born from  ashes of ancient glory... Born!
 
 They all hail the mighty chosen 
 reaching the  with their cry
 They are ready  reach Ancelot
 Arwald's calling 
 
 "Glory ride with us! Lux 
 Magic and steelgods lead us to a  dawn..."