Luyện nghe bài hát Ancient Sign of the Coming Storm

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

De djarva
med pilskott
Ordlost I
buller rackte

Blood red plough the waves
heads grin
Twenty with Norsemen braves
Riding the wind

They left their shores at early
As a red sun was in the east
An ancient of coming storm
of sword and shield

Sails appear in the
Now man prepare
The sea will be colored by
Battle is near

A mighty fleet of ships
Two kings bring lethal
No spoken between enemies
Just thunder of and shield

A rain of darkens the sun
A cloud of wood and
Through and flesh the arrows run
Bringing warriors to knees

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

it comes the mighty storm
Every man
Now is when are born
There is no back