Luyện nghe bài hát Heathen Throne

This hate me
It is growing
Years of hollow
Made pagan rise

They came with their
Destroying land and
under the sun
They and poisoned truth

One by one my fell
their deceptive spell
How sons of the
had to fall?
Before our eyes can
This how it should be!

''Under the Northern
We shed our
With the of a battle horn
We our swords''

''Behind the fields of
Theres a for us
Deep in the of the North
Rises the Throne''

the skies
For too long has your name been
Give us your and courage
When we meet our
On the shores used to be
The place we called

Our land and are raped
Somehow going to pay

us your revenge
We are not afraid of
Let none of them more
Lay a hopeful gaze the sky