🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Triumph For My Magic Steel - Rhapsody

 Flies to where old dragons are 
 the cry for  triumph for my magic sword
 Burns the  of my mighty conscience
 while rises the sceptre of  wise lord
 So  and storm, the rage of the sword
 the fury  my war
 The axe of the dwarf, the blood on the 
 the scream  the eternal
 
 Rage in the wind at the triumph  my magic steel
  will taste the blade of the ancient sword... and
 Rage in the  at the triumph for my magic steel
 led by hundreds of mighty  fallen lords
 
 Dead, laments and  sorrow
 The heads of the fallen are staining the 
 May this be the  hated cruel war
 I'm looking at my  but they answer not!
  thunder and storm, the rage of the sword
  fury of my war
 The  of the dwarf, the blood on the stone
  scream for the eternal
 
 Rage in the wind at the triumph  my magic steel
 you will taste the blade of the  sword... and
 Rage in the wind at  triumph for my magic steel
 led  hundreds of mighty and proudly fallen brave lords
 
 Old cathedrals dusty graves where nest the  of holy victory
  from old crypts gushing out to drown the deadly cosmic enemy
 Steel all around for  king and his crown
  of the dawn are caressing us all...
 Ancelot smiles at the knights'  cry
 Thanks to the old and  emerald sword
 The kingdom is now  the triumph over Dargor
 and he the man from Loregard he stands in front of all... of