Luyện nghe bài hát Heathenpride

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

ago in a northern land...

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

The elder and men amongst them
watched distrustful to all
of the foreign men with their swords in
...and the tree was felled...

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

First words spoken by a maiden of great beauty,
she silent words to Freya and began to speak.
Her iceblue eyes filled with tears as she told them all what
in the woods 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, children were never seen again...

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

The stars were shining from a dark sky,
swords reflected the light of the moon,
their torches burned red, the blazed up high,
the hour of their raid come soon... Revenge!!!

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

...a furore libera nos domine...

The bells of the christian tolled,
woke up so much to late,
two ravens high above watched bloody deeds
when the steel becomes fate...

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