Luyện nghe bài hát A Perfect Vision Of The Rising Northland

Winter of the ages so so cold
That flames into the bluest frost

of ice rises above a dead and a frozen ground
The ravens to the hills
And the Millennium black bells of eternal
to the Northern lightning

Upon the side I stand
The floods of black runs

Hair of a cold scalp I kiss
Eye's taken mountains still at one
To the ground

Midnight sky open up
A blast of red rides the night

With doom death's angels fly
Across a nearly sky line
And the sun freezes at one the infernal holocaust frozen clouds

"Centuries of doom by the Goat Throne of desire
by sorcery to the Holocaust sky"

North hordes storms
Through invincible of frost winds
I my hands
And the ceremonial circle of one wind

of stone now sleep into eternal nights
This is forever

A wind of red I
A wind of evil

For the years have passed in the North
Brought me a vision of the Throne of desire

On the hill side I stood I left for another world
Tragedies at horizon
The sun to dust

A vision of the rising Northland