Luyện nghe bài hát Limb From Limb

Split the sky asunder, a noble of the clan
In your left hand a sword, in your right hand cast a spear
all the thieves and bastards hiding in the woodland

Crack their in the cauldron
For invading our and shell stop the hammer fall
Just know place could burn us all

We our weapons in the furnace
So our are like oak tree stumps
Tonight beg before me and Ill your appeal

With your final words be grateful you die by Irish
Do not crawl before us, your has been revealed
The heavens would not desecrate their games your admittance

Do not beg me, I will not heed your appeal
With your final words be grateful you die by Irish
Do not beg before me, your fate has been
Do not crawl before me, I will not heed your

Son of I cast you out
exile for reverence
Flidais rides
rides again

She is the forest, she is the
She is the huntress, she is the
She is the dusk and she is the
She is the and she is the sun

See her out, see her, see her
Bellow out in
See her raise an fawn
She is drawn by a God of

She is here, she is
She is here, she is
She is