Luyện nghe bài hát Attila

He's them for 20 years
And ravaged as their
Conquest in his eyes
And ice shoots his veins

leader's new ambition lies
Farther to the
The that he seeks
The to the rest

Attila wants to take his
the impetuous son
To make the world bow
To the of the Huns

Alliance has made
With many clans
and Vandal forces
Held his hand

And by hand, it's said
His brother met death
To make his rule his
He did his awful

Ethel and
By many names known
But of God' is the one
rings the darkest tone

Hell awaits behind Gaul's
The Romans stand to fall
They will die by his
The Lord
Attila victory call

Path of and plunder
Cities and crumble
Attila's beckons
He will come to

Archers stand at
Centurions all
Keep to lines
And the sure to falter

We surely break them
We will them
Fight till our
Or the Christian's

They won't us
God stand before us
us the path
To the destruction

to the sky, the battle cry
To propagate fears
As is the weapon drawn
When has drawn near

And so the is at hand
The gauntlet has thrown
for the Christian reign
This poison now sewn

And if by all is lost
Cut down by steel
suffer not as others have
Broken mind nor broken

Hell awaits Gaul's gates
The Romans stand only to
They will die by his
The Lord
Attila hears call