Luyện nghe bài hát Beltaine

Underneath the sky
Where the are so proud to die
the sea of a million dreams
Where nothing is as it once
I hear the Pan playing
In what the wind is
Here comes the fallen
Here comes the god
Back from the in exile
comes a wild Pagan hunt
And the May sings her song
For her consort who is
mourn the loss of Pan
Whom banished from this land
I the Pan Pipes playing
In the wind is saying
comes the fallen angel
Here comes the god
Back the years in exile
Here a wild Pagan hunt
It has been two thousand
The earth is soaked with blood and
The Lord of the Hunt lies slain
His a-burning in the flame
Mother lies raped and poisoned
The final day ever closer
To a of ice and fire
She be the funeral pyre
2xI hear the Pan playing
In what the is saying
Here comes the fallen
Here the long-dead god
from the years in exile
Here comes a Pagan hunt