Luyện nghe bài hát Hand of Glory

Ashen the world itself Up the branches down the roots Pecked at
by birds By worms gnawed At the crossroads By the among the
rowan trees Nailed as ivory With skulls that grin amidst the rot

For strange are these woods to fare Stranger the fruit bear

Oh hang me high Upon tree For all the secrets to find me As
ravens' claws As eagles' bills As Wotan's eyes upon the Oh ten I
have of fingers fine For all the evil's work in the night Oh baby I
grow for you from a

with glory

Given to and ogre broods Days will drown in twilight's gloom
black dogs howl Pulling up mandragore Chained to the ash forever
more to the world's grey roar Digging up treasures vile and foul

Eye for an eye for a rune Drawing down the moon Howled at by all
wolves Ensnared 'til the day of

So hang me high that tree For all the secrets to find me As
ravens' As eagles' bills As Wotan's eyes upon the hills Oh ten I
have of fingers fine For all the work in the night Oh baby I will
for you from a tree

Burning glory

All crooks and who understand Cherish the work of idle hands All
of the pages All of the treasures yearned All of the fingers

Burning Glory