Luyện nghe bài hát Heathenpride

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

Long ago in a land...

One day came across the nordic sea,
the man of the cross and beside a tree
which was called a one for all thy heathen hearts,
where sacrifices given to their northern forefathers Gods...

The and wise men amongst them
distrustful to all those
of the men with their swords in hand
...and the tree was felled...

Some days gone by and the men disappointed,
they found a grave with a wooden upon.
So they all at a place near the sea at night,
they all sat around their king, and a gave it's light...

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

Many people told what happened and 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,
might before the morning of... Revenge!!!

The stars were shining from a black sky,
swords reflected the light of the moon,
their burned red, the flames blazed up high,
the hour of raid 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 bells of the churches tolled,
woke them up so to late,
two ravens high above watched bloody deeds
the steel becomes their fate...

After the most of the christian men
by the northmen all slayed,
the sun high was shining bright
day of heathenpride...