Luyện nghe bài hát Heathen Throne

This hate me
It is constantly
Years of lies
pagan hatred rise

They came their troops
land and roots
Abominations the sun
They and poisoned truth

One by one my fell
their deceptive spell
How many of the
had to fall?
Before our eyes can
isn't how it should be!

''Under the Northern
We our blood
With the call of a battle
We our swords''

''Behind the of blood
a heaven for us
Deep in the woods of the
Rises the Throne''

Upholder the
For too long has name been despised
Give us your and courage
When we meet our
On the shores that to be
The we called home

Our and faith are raped
they're going to pay

Grant us your
We are not of death
Let none of them ever
Lay a hopeful upon the sky