🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Glory Disappears - Summoning

 Yet, if  wind breathe soft, the curling waves
 That break against the shore,  lull my mind
 And scorn  all enemies prepared
 And with the food of pride  my soul
 In solitude
 
  was I, to pain depressed
  and heavy load
 My destiny has found  here
 Upon  lonely road
 
 And many thousands now are 
 Wait the  of their fear
 For I must die who is their 
  glory disappears
 
 Now I am dead and gone,  friend
 Life's  has come to end
  star will guide my soul
 To ride the  above