Luyện nghe bài hát Skjeldenland

Thundering the endless 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 sign to ride Skjeldenland.
with the roman dominion,
they the restoration of the pagandom,
burning down the churches with their pagan
do it with ancestral northern hate,
piling sacred temples of the Christ,
They steal the golden call in to Odin.
Hailing under the blackened skies of
the raven's claw signed the hordes
to charge, to ride all over the
Claiming their victories in Flanders
as they have the Vlanderesns striders
who are daring to keep the empire.
A silver fullmoon on a winter night
sometimes hidden by and Midgard's fire
reflecting and resounding with strikes
all the pagan fields of the Skjeldenland.
Freezing, icecold, fullmoon, winter nights
Northwinds are howling like hungry
they victimize, but the Viking horde the frozen winter.
They the profaned churches and hail the pagan fire,
Asgardsveien are their from the Hordanes land.
Rising their swords, they conquer the Skjeldenland.
Skjeldenland!!!