🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: War Symphony (Act III) - Odes Of Ectasy

 (lyrics in commas are taken by Mozart's 
 
 Iron  burn the land
 Iron eagles sky 
 The dogs of  now are loose
 To devour through their 
 
  of fire, metal storm
 A roar  winds takes away our souls
 Carve my stone,  my name
 To the  of flesh
 Among the thorns I 
 
 ...and I  the war symphony
 My last ode of 
 The orchestra  dark melodies
 as I  in endless sleep
 
 When the wicked  confunded,
 Doomed to flames of woe 
 Call me, with  Saints surrounded.
 
 Low I  with heart submission!
 See, like  my contrition!
 Help  in my last condition!
 
  I listen the war symphony
 My last ode  ecstasy
  orchestra plays dark melodies
  I sink in bottomeless seas
 
 "Confutatis maledictis,
  acribus addictis:
 Voca me cum 
 
  supplex et acclinis,
  contritum quasi cinis:
 Gere curam  finis".
 
  are like certain rickety guitars
 Whenever the wind passes through,  sets
 Astir our verses  their dissonant sounds
 From  slack strings that dangle down
 Like watch 
 
 We are  certain incredible antennae
 That with long finger  into the void
 As  their tips the infinite resounds
 But quickly  shall snap and trumble down"