Luyện nghe bài hát Skjeldenland

Thundering through the woods
let by the of the Bjallarhorn,
they from beyond the Skjeldenland.
Clinching their swords they attack
after hearing the Heimdall's to charge,
the to ride over Skjeldenland.
Ending with the dominion,
hail the restoration of the pagandom,
burning down the churches with pagan fire
they do it with ancestral hate,
piling sacred temples of the Christ,
They steal the golden call in to Odin.
Hailing under the blackened skies of
the raven's signed the northern hordes
to charge, to ride all the Skjeldenland
Claiming their Viking in Flanders
as they have the Vlanderesns striders
who are to keep the Flemish empire.
A silver fullmoon on a winter night
sometimes hidden by and Midgard's fire
reflecting and with Thor's strikes
all over the pagan of the Skjeldenland.
Freezing, icecold, pagan fullmoon, nights
Northwinds are howling like wolves
they victimize, but the Viking horde invade the winter.
They pile the profaned churches and the pagan fire,
Asgardsveien are their paths from the land.
Rising high their swords, they the Skjeldenland.
Skjeldenland!!!