🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Glory Disappears - Summoning

 Yet, if the wind breathe soft, the curling 
 That break against the shore, shall lull  mind
 And scorn against all enemies 
  with the food of pride sustained my soul
 In solitude
 
 Sad was I, to  depressed
  and heavy load
  destiny has found me here
 Upon  lonely road
 
 And many thousands now are 
 Wait  fulfilment of their fear
 For I must die who is their 
  glory disappears
 
  I am dead and gone, my friend
 Life's pain has  to end
 Your  will guide my soul
 To ride  winds above