Luyện nghe bài hát Cimmeries

Gorgot Belem.
May the Portal open to me,
my voice in thy name
and for the power of the Lords of the Frost.
The air of the North guide my spirit
in the quest for past.
And it was in the of time
that the fires floodlighted darkness
the wind brought the of blood,
the air of and the exterminators outcry.
The blades of sacrifice deepened in the
and the nerves and the black seers
hearts still pulsating to unnamable
for their prophecies.
Prepare now your soul for the embrace of the death,
may water suffocate your breath and consume your flesh,
all so that Teutates, Esus and Taranis protect my people.
Heavy and slow were the treads of the black
in the march, dust rising like whirls
while the horrible Crow turned His eyes to the remains.
Morighon was reigning the stones of the timeless,
where the stars engraved symbols
and under the brightness of the
the initiates were enlighted on the Secrets.
I want to my eyes to look beyond the horizon of fear,
My God is in me,
in the of my arm,
in the of my sword.
Crom.
I my arms to Andraste,
so that massacre be in my eyes.
Crom.
To the threshold of the I kneel,
so the Three Furies invade my soul.
Crom.
With wine I the Gods,
so inebriation draws me near them.
Crom.
My face I of moon
like all the of the dying sun lands,
I to Her.
is in me.
Remote are now those deeds in the mist of time,
and the testimonials sleep
in the obscure of the tumulus
like ancient relics, sigils to fragile ashes.
But the choirs will thunder Gorgot Necrod Belem.
May the Great close to you.