Luyện nghe bài hát Awaiting The Winter Frost

A gathering in the cold, in the North, in the lands of Pohjola
Where the sun had not been crossing the sky nor for centuries...
We were brought together by oaths we had once - by blood...
...once drawn...
We had all our forces
Called all the heroes
Equipped a swordmen
And a thousand men crossbows
Strengthened by hate and the thirst for the blood
We lay in wait for the of no light
We had the frozen mist - we weren't afraid to die
And the oath we had sworn gave us reason to on
A before the Storm
(We were) Awaiting the Winter
...And then a storm arose in
The sky was by lightning...
Awaiting the Winter
As the sky blackened and the turned red
The frost greeted us a cold northern breeze
Off with their heads! Off with their heads!!!
Oh, the had come...
To slaughter the of cowardice
And the North from lies
We had all our forces
Called together all the
Equipped a hundred
And a thousand men with
We our swords
Grasped the
Lifted our
And chose the
The false ones' hordes put to the sword
The and the weak, one by one...
Their race was slaughtered to the very man
Our bloodfeind was done as their bodies reddened the
Awaiting the Winter
The sign of the and the cold
the spell of hate
Awaiting the Frost
And the heathen peace was