Luyện nghe bài hát Battle of Wotan's Wolves

Armed armies march the battle
The warriors of Wotan, not good grace,
Pain nor for enemies
The of Wotan are their enemies as well
Small villages surrounded by forest stand a
and crying is all that is heard
The oppressive smoke climbs to peeks
And it covers the of the murdered
In response to the attack
fought bravely, but they were defeated
They couldn't the Hatred
That from the Northern woods
blood was split and many hearts were pierced
The fire absorbed and obliterated the of the crimes
And the wind the ashes
The warriors of Wotan as fast as they came
No one knows were they for
And to were they off to
The things that remained were the bodies of the dead
And the burnings the ground
Now nobody know if fought another battle
Or if engulfed into a dark forest
Nobody knows the paths that the Wolves of Wotan upon
The Gods of war to them
And Wotan gives them his strength
No one dares to go after
Nobody to go against Wotan's will
Spilled Christian blood will never be