Luyện nghe bài hát Awaiting The Winter Frost

A gathering in the cold, in the North, in the dark of Pohjola
Where the sun had not been crossing the sky nor for centuries...
We were brought together by we had once sworn - by blood...
...once drawn...
We had all our forces
Called all the heroes
a hundred swordmen
And a thousand men crossbows
Strengthened by hate and the for the enemies' blood
We lay in wait for the season of no
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) the Winter Frost
...And then a arose in fury
The sky was by lightning...
Awaiting the Frost
As the sky and the stars turned red
The frost greeted us with a cold breeze
Off with their heads! Off with their heads!!!
Oh, the had come...
To the hordes of cowardice
And the North from lies
We had gathered all our
Called all the heroes
a hundred swordmen
And a thousand men with
We raised our
Grasped the
Lifted our
And chose the
The false ones' hordes were put to the
The and the weak, one by one...
Their was slaughtered to the very last man
Our was done as their bodies reddened the land
Awaiting the Winter
The of the dark and the cold
the spell of pure
the Winter Frost
And the heathen was found