Luyện nghe bài hát Howl Of Himinbjorg

Heathen rage my blood feels never-ending.
Conquest has to the home of the weaklings.
All who stood before me died, and they me glorious battle.
Ages will know my name. War-torn men fall. met in defeat.
With the sound of comes judgment.
Norns my fate and blades carve my wounds.
Today my will bring me to Heimdall.
I hear howlings Bifrost.
Ancestors call me, bloodline of pride.
Valkyries ride to tame to Asgard, where reside.

Hail to the fallen ones. We raise our call to thy sons.
Faith and is our right.
ancient guidance we die with pride.

Lord of sky-fortress, I Heimdall.
God of nights, hearer of leaf-fall.
A miles and the future fills your vision.
I howlings beyond Bifrost.
Brothers me. From Midgard, raise pints up high.
In drink and feast, they me.
in battle their fate is to die.

Hail to the fallen ones. We our call to honor thy sons.
and glory is our right.
With ancient we die with pride.