Luyện nghe bài hát Godlike Machine [*]

To a land, land of Pohjola
I took my gift, I received it from the
I the knowledge of heaven
From the pieces of my heart I a golden mill

I made the heavens, I them
I gave the horn of plenty, them

My king sold me to the queen
I forged and her a godlike machine
It wasnt for the queen of liars
To the river of death I also was
I was

The field of I furrowed
I turned the soil black with viper blood
In a forest underground
I hunted a wolf and a bear the shadow

I was offered as prize for my great deeds
False words the tongue of the northland queen

A turned unto me
She whispered the knowledge of
And gave the missing of wisdom
To me, a creator of

A turned unto me