Luyện nghe bài hát Ancient Sign of the Coming Storm

Dar tog en nordlig
Skeppet, sa att
fordes med
Till strid mot tva

De djarva
med pilskott
Ordlost I
Skoldarnas buller

Blood red bows the waves
heads grin
Twenty ships Norsemen braves
the northern wind

They left their shores at dawn
As a red sun was rising in the
An sign of coming storm
Thunder of and shield

Sails in the south
Now man prepare
The sea be colored by blood
is drawing near

A mighty of forty ships
Two kings bring lethal
No words spoken between
thunder of sword and shield

A of arrows darkens the sun
A cloud of and steel
Through shields and flesh the run
Bringing warriors to knees

A loud as Heimdal's horn
the vibrating air
This is the place where are born
And death is always near

Here it the mighty storm
Every man
Now is when are born
is no turning back