Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the time of the day the dawn
The final cleansing unsullied yet
By acrid fume or death's
The rank refuse of unchained

And pray, deny me not but me now
Your retainer stands resolute
To his liege Lord without recompense
Perchance to fall and perish

No flag draped bier or muffled to set
The cadence for a dress parade
But it was not always remember
Once you me and named me a God
In many tongues and made lest
I exact too terrible a

Take for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time short
There are no honorable frays to
mean death dealt out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unleashed across oceans

Assail me not noble policy
For I not at all for platitude
And such tedious detail
To minds than mine and nimbler tongues
in their purpose and resolve
And presuming to for everyman
(Oh)

Oh, for another time, a distant
And a mortal warrior's lonely grave
But duty me remain until
The end the last battle of the war

that tomorrow render unto me
That which is mine my well deserved
The fairest flower of progeny
sons, your daughters your hopes and your dreams
The consequence of your conceit