Luyện nghe bài hát Heathenpride

Once a mighty king ruled in a northern
his enemies he fought with and iron hand.
So tales were told, his name a glorious sound,
"god-like he is" said, and by no christian laws was bound.

Long ago in a land...

One day they across the nordic sea,
the man of the and camped beside a tree
which was called a sacred one for all thy hearts,
sacrifices were given to their northern forefathers Gods...

The and wise men amongst them
watched distrustful to all
of the foreign men with swords in hand
...and the mighty was felled...

Some gone by and the elder men disappointed,
they found a with a wooden cross upon.
So all gathered at a place near the sea at night,
they all sat around their king, and a campfire gave light...

First words spoken by a maiden of great beauty,
she whispered silent words to Freya and to speak.
Her iceblue eyes with tears as she told them all what happened
in the three days ago when two christian men raped her body...

Many people told happened and what was done by the christian men;
a girl was burned and three farmers died, nine children were never again...

The king drew his sword and his black horse,
they gave a sacrifice to and to Tyr, the Gods of their war,
that might before the of... Revenge!!!

The were shining from a dark black sky,
their swords reflected the of the moon,
their burned red, the flames blazed up high,
the hour of their will come soon... Revenge!!!

As the sun at last arose crimson, beyond the sea,
they all stood in armour, with and sword,
and with of what was forever will be...

...a furore libera nos domine...

The of the christian churches tolled,
woke up so much to late,
two ravens high above watched this deeds
the steel becomes their fate...

After hours the of the christian men
by the all were slayed,
the sun high above was bright
day of heathenpride...