🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lux Triumphans - Rhapsody

  the court of king Chaos only blood
 can write its  tragedy..."
 
 Mighty warriors from the  hills
 march, all led  golden winds
 Elves and trolls from holy mystic 
 run through  last snow
 
 He's now coming from the middle 
  proud his magic sword
  pride and honor ride with him
 Burns the  of north
 
 They will all meet in the  ruins
 not  far from Ancelot
 In the temple  the fallen one
  hope will be born...
 
 Born from the ashes  ancient glory... Born!
 
 They all hail  mighty chosen one
  the skies with their cry
 They are ready  reach Ancelot
 Arwald's  loud...
 
 "Glory  with us! Lux Triumphans!
 Magic and steelgods  us to a new dawn..."