🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Ghost Sword - Dark Moor

 The  came now
 His  died
 And  became his people's guide
 Though  suspicions
  fratricide
 Behind  they ride
 
 They all know the 
 Who bears the ghost 
 Brings the world  age end
 And must be it's 
 Thinks his  the legend
 In fire  record
 
  a wild blasphemer
 Out of  control
  little of a dreamer
  little a free soul
 It's Rome  first goal
 
 And then,  stranger
  to the horde
 Unafraid  sure danger
 Gave the  sword
  the most adored
 
 Recitation
 He  come already
 To the  gates
 His  made
 He's  to dissuade
 But  Pope is ready
  to imprecate:
 "Don't  so steady and capitulate!"
 
  how speaks of crudeness
  and Jesus' sake
 And he feels that 
 Inside  awakes
 To take what  wouldn't is
  a mistake