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 crossing the sky nor seen for centuries...
We were together by oaths we had once sworn - by blood...
...once drawn...
We had gathered all our
Called together all the
Equipped a hundred
And a thousand men crossbows
Strengthened by and the thirst for the enemies' blood
We lay in wait for the season of no
We had seen the frozen - 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 Winter
...And then a storm in fury
The sky was by lightning...
the Winter Frost
As the sky blackened and the turned red
The greeted us with a cold northern breeze
Off with their heads! Off their fuckin' heads!!!
Oh, the had come...
To the hordes of cowardice
And cleanse the from lies
We had all our forces
Called together all the
a hundred swordmen
And a thousand men crossbows
We raised our
the irons
Lifted our
And the arrows
The false ones' hordes put to the sword
The and the weak, one by one...
Their race was to the very last man
Our bloodfeind was done as their bodies reddened the
the Winter Frost
The sign of the dark and the
the spell of hate
Awaiting the Winter
And the heathen was found