Luyện nghe bài hát Clash of the Elder

I saw
of the nature
I saw the world with

I saw the
Scorching of Muspell
I saw the tide

I seek the
The of Yggdrasil
I sought and my eye

I saw the
Granted the twisted
I felt the to die

Ride, of war,
to the Vanir

Swordsting and axe of
Dance us now
Swordsong will to call

"Wonders of my
We crave a bloodred
A deaths to them all"

Brothers of
The is a wound
A wound that bleeds and

I saw my
of creators
All for greed thus learns

Ride, of war,
death to the

of wonders
Crafted by
Clouds break the sky

Fall to your now
Bow me now
Those who will die

in this jar of wisdom
Those who swear
Brave or ready to die

Thus was
A of wits and poetry
of the High

Ride, of war,
to the Vanir