Luyện nghe bài hát Fate Of Warrior

Cruel storm is my ship
I my people's cries
Wind sweeps their words away and carry off into the
Icy rain pierces our bodies
Depth its skies
We will plunge in the dark
Or we will walk towards our
with ancient runes
My comrades fight for
are strong, brave and relentless
But their cries mean
Today our is in God's hands
We won battles
We overcame brave warriors
We pleased with gained treasures
And laments of the
But our and ruthlessness
Mean nothing to the sea
Today we be the victims
If we this storm
Wotan! We sing you a song of glory
put spell on our ship
The reached us
The course of the committed and desecrated temples
Our greed is
Soon our fall on the bottom of the sea
Inevitable end is
Sea for our blood
We will make a sacrifice of bravest
Wind will sing funeral
Wotan! your sons!