Luyện nghe bài hát The Sentinal

Along deserted
begins to rise
The figures primed and
Prepared for quick
Hes for a sign
His life is on the
whine in the alleys
Smoke is on the
From deep its empty shell
A cathedral begins to toll
A storm to grow

Amidst the upturned burned-out
The await
And in their fists clutch iron
With which to his fate
his chest is scabbards rest
The rows of knives
Whose points in challenged tests
finished many lives

Now one another
The eats at time
Then all at a silence falls
As the bell its chime
Upon this sign the
With and cries rush forth
The knives fly out like
their deadly course
Screams of and agony
Rent the air
Amidst the bodies
Blood everywhere
The figure stands
and alone
Unmoved by victory
And the seeds of hes sown

Sworn to
to hell
Tempt not the
All the sentinel