Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Ages

Years of famine and of sigh
Reaps our land that fell crest.
Creatures, and men hanged high
Yet no remedy.

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

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

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