🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Triumph For My Magic Steel - Rhapsody

 Flies to where old  are lying
 the cry for  triumph for my magic sword
 Burns the pride of  mighty conscience
  rises the sceptre of our wise lord
 So  and storm, the rage of the sword
 the fury of my 
 The axe of the dwarf, the  on the stone
 the scream for the 
 
 Rage in the wind at the triumph for  magic steel
 you will taste the blade  the ancient sword... and
 Rage in the wind at the triumph for my magic 
 led by hundreds  mighty and fallen lords
 
 Dead, laments  unholy sorrow
 The heads of the fallen are staining the 
 May this  the last hated cruel war
 I'm looking  my skies but they answer not!
 So thunder and storm, the rage of  sword
 the fury of  war
 The axe of the dwarf, the blood  the stone
 the scream  the eternal
 
 Rage in the wind at the  for my magic steel
 you will taste the blade of the  sword... and
 Rage in the  at the triumph for my magic steel
 led by  of mighty and proudly fallen brave lords
 
 Old cathedrals dusty graves where nest  seeds of holy victory
 Blood from old crypts gushing out to drown the  cosmic enemy
 Steel all  for the king and his crown
 Winds of  dawn are caressing us all...
 Ancelot smiles at the knights'  cry
 Thanks to the old and their emerald 
 The kingdom  now hailing the triumph over Dargor
 and he the man  Loregard he stands in front of all... of all!