Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Ages

Years of famine and years of
Reaps our land that from crest.
Creatures, serfs and men high
Yet no remedy.

will ever please our Gods?
Gather the and sages.
What save the tomorrow
From Dark Ages.

and sacrifice our king,
Coat the statues with blood.
Intensify the smoke
With a lamb.

Now neither your braves, your nor gold
So far
be of aid now as the doomsday call.
Now you must rise up to the steel
of your heart,
And soon you'll raise horn in Valhalla's hall.