🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lux Triumphans - Rhapsody

 "At the court of king  only blood
 can write  own tragedy..."
 
 Mighty  from the silver hills
 march, all led by golden 
  and trolls from holy mystic woods
 run through the last 
 
 He's now coming from the middle 
 handling proud  magic sword
 Glory, pride and honor  with him
  the flame of north
 
 They will all meet in  Kazar ruins
 not so  from Ancelot
 In the temple of  fallen one
 their hope will be 
 
 Born from the ashes of ancient glory... 
 
 They all hail the mighty  one
 reaching  skies with their cry
 They are  to reach Ancelot
  calling loud...
 
  ride with us! Lux Triumphans!
 Magic and steelgods lead us to  new dawn..."