Luyện nghe bài hát A Perfect Vision Of The Rising Northland

Winter of the so dark so cold
That flames turn the bluest frost

Mountains of ice rises a dead and a frozen ground
The ravens return to the
And the Millennium black bells of frost
Chime to the Northern

Upon the mountain I stand
The floods of black runs

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

Midnight sky open up
A blast of red rides the night

With doom winds angels fly
a nearly closed sky line
And the sun at one with the infernal holocaust frozen clouds

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

North hordes storms
invincible cyclones of frost winds
I my hands
And join the ceremonial of one wind

Eyes of stone now sleep eternal nights
This winter is

A of red I rode
A of evil cold

For the years that have in the North
me a vision of the Goat Throne of desire

On the hill where I stood I left for another world
blows at horizon
The sun to dust

A vision of the rising Northland