Luyện nghe bài hát Awaiting The Winter Frost

A in the cold, in the North, in the dark lands of Pohjola
Where the sun had not crossing the sky nor seen for centuries...
We brought together by oaths we had once sworn - by blood...
...once drawn...
We had all our forces
Called together all the
Equipped a hundred
And a thousand men crossbows
by hate and the thirst for the enemies' blood
We lay in wait for the season of no
We had seen the mist - we weren't afraid to die
And the oath we had sworn gave us to live on
A before the Storm
(We were) Awaiting the Frost
...And then a storm arose in
The sky was by lightning...
Awaiting the Frost
As the sky and the stars turned red
The frost greeted us with a cold northern
Off with their heads! Off their fuckin' heads!!!
Oh, the had come...
To the hordes of cowardice
And cleanse the from lies
We had gathered all our
Called all the heroes
a hundred swordmen
And a thousand men crossbows
We raised our
the irons
Lifted our
And chose the
The false hordes were put to the sword
The and the weak, one by one...
Their was slaughtered to the very last man
Our bloodfeind was done as bodies reddened the land
Awaiting the Frost
The of the dark and the cold
the spell of pure
Awaiting the Winter
And the peace was found