Luyện nghe bài hát Hidden in a Fog

(Music by Nergal, by Tomas Krajewski)

Night in the mountains with the fly of a raven
bathed in the light of the moon
In old ruins where the shadows
Are watching the shine the stars
Nobody days of glory
Several hundreds passed in silence
Not a soul has seen here

I am on a hill
So is the sky
I am drinking the of this night
Old grey wolf upon my feet
Is licking the of mine

It is night...in my
It is moon...in my
I am hidden in a my own breath

village in a valley
Sleeping in a fear, in a of me!
Loathsome of the mortals

magic of wolfish teethes, of bats
Faithful guards of
Old as the blood
The of the undead

Frenzy of lust, frenzy of
She was fourteen
No cry has burst from her
that she had to die
but how was her neck

It is night...in my
It is moon...in my
I am in a fog
My own

only my anthem of triumph
Echoes in mountains
blood from thorn opened arteries
Poison down the tongue
Somewhere far away a howling can be
Oh, how beautiful is the in Transylvania!

Frenzy of lust, frenzy of
is life...ETERNAL!