Luyện nghe bài hát Descending into Ethereal Mist

Into thy spirit wanders
the moonless sky
Howling wolves
As I the darkly sun
Torches burning, in a thousand
Stream of blood in the snow
Unto the ancient moon I
The darkness of all

AS I DIE!
Without any I hold my sword
from the sky
The rain begins to
Then a storm shall
Sended up a wind
the burning sea
Marching with pride an no one

Strong and so they stand
The storm to march
on their horses
A cry of war
Hear the steel of
Full of and agony
Trough the rain march
Fighting for the
Fighting for lifes

A number of ancient warriors march forth from the within

The screamings of anger arrives at the enemies life
the deepest land of hate
The rain is falling
Gently my skin
Another to save
Riding on the
The enemies the fight
Slaughter of the
The for our god

As I on the sky
I the ravens cry
On the ground where I
The blood flows on the
and swords here them cry
Arrows trough the sky
is on the way we march
The ride once more

in faith and yourself
The are burning still
Wolves in the night
The begins to change
The battle on and on
The rain falls the sky
Take revenge for all the
by the Gods