🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Stone Cold Metal - Ensiferum

  of a coyote wakes up a man,
 A haggard shadow  this wasted land.
 Vultures rise  the scorching sun.
 A dry  blows in a silent town.
 
 Some  to clear his head
 And some for the brothers  are dead.
 Another  another chase,
 Vigilantes will  their fate.
 
 Saddle  steed
 We are  tonight
 Be  to kill
  flee from a fight.
 Pillaging  in our blood,
 We bow to no one and no  at all!
 
 Stone cold metal  his hand,
 Stirs wild rival of righteous 
 Life of an outlaw; the gallows 
 Until then they  reign!
 
 No  is too sacred
 To cross and  spill the cup of hatred.
  to come are still unveiled,
 Take what's yours, no time  bewail!
 
 Waning daylight,  to move on
 Under a looming  moon.
 Another town, again to 
 Surely someone will pass  gate.
 
 In  silence of the night
 Treacherous  of the evening,
 Deceived  whereabouts of marauders.
 
  bounty hunters are heading to the hideaway.
 A dark red desert 
 Shimmers it  light.
 Upon a baneful  of honour.
 
 For a fleeting  eye meets eye.
  respect before an inevitable solution.
 Dead or alive, it's all  same...