Luyện nghe bài hát Heathen Throne

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

They with their troops
Destroying 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 can see;
This isn't how it be!

the Northern star
We our blood
With the call of a horn
We raise our

''Behind the of blood
Theres a for us
in the woods of the North
Rises the Heathen

Upholder the
For too long has name been despised
Give us your strenght and
we meet our nemesis
On the shores that to be
The place we home

Our land and are raped
Somehow they're to pay

Grant us revenge
We are not of death
Let none of ever more
Lay a hopeful gaze the sky