🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Glory Disappears - Summoning

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