🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lux Triumphans - Rhapsody

 "At the court of king Chaos only 
 can  its own tragedy..."
 
 Mighty warriors from the silver 
 march, all led by  winds
 Elves and  from holy mystic woods
 run  the last snow
 
 He's now coming  the middle lands
 handling proud  magic sword
  pride and honor ride with him
 Burns the flame of 
 
 They will all meet in the  ruins
 not so far  Ancelot
 In the temple of the  one
 their hope will  born...
 
 Born from the ashes of  glory... Born!
 
 They all  the mighty chosen one
 reaching the  with their cry
 They are  to reach Ancelot
 Arwald's calling 
 
 "Glory ride  us! Lux Triumphans!
 Magic and steelgods lead us to a new