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

 The  came now
 His brother 
 And he became his  guide
  was suspicions
 Of fratricide
 Behind him they 
 
  all know the legend
  bears the ghost sword
 Brings  world an age end
 And  be it's lord
 Thinks his feats  legend
 In fire will 
 
 Like a  blasphemer
 Out of  control
 A little of a 
 A little a free 
 It's Rome his  goal
 
 And then, a 
  to the horde
  of sure danger
 Gave  ghost sword
 To the  adored
 
 Recitation
 He  come already
 To the city 
 His decision's 
 He's  to dissuade
 But  Pope is ready
 There to 
 "Don't be so steady  capitulate!"
 
 He how speaks  crudeness
 Love  Jesus' sake
 And he feels  goodness
 Inside his 
 To take  you wouldn't is
  a mistake