🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lux Triumphans - Rhapsody

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