Luyện nghe bài hát Ancient Winter Goddess

A pure of darkness.
A fog.
The is full.
And the you call.
Red as my blood it is the sky us.
As I the arrival of the Winter Solstice.
And I cry from the abyss the legions of Lilith.
Who grant me, son of Goat, the if the black oath.
And I upon the Raven Mountain and yell.
Oh! Thunders of light and pyres of
- Fire is my -
Oh! breezes, rain and snow
- Winter is my -
So I invocate: Eaaaaaaa! rise!..
And the Ancient Goddess rises
and sits in her throne of and stone.
Soon red morning will born and white is the sky us.
And by the of Winter
Die!