Luyện nghe bài hát Skjeldenland

Thundering through the woods
let by the of the Bjallarhorn,
they resounded beyond the Skjeldenland.
with their swords they attack
after hearing the sign to charge,
the to ride over Skjeldenland.
Ending with the dominion,
they hail the of the pagandom,
burning down the churches with their pagan
they do it with northern hate,
piling temples of the feeble Christ,
steal the golden call in offering to Odin.
Hailing under the skies of Norway
the raven's signed the northern hordes
to charge, to ride all the Skjeldenland
Claiming their Viking in Flanders
as rival they the Vlanderesns striders
who are to keep the Flemish empire.
A silver fullmoon glows on a night
hidden by clouds and Midgard's fire
reflecting and resounding with Thor's
all the pagan fields of the Skjeldenland.
Freezing, icecold, pagan fullmoon, winter
Northwinds are howling hungry wolves
they victimize, but the Viking horde invade the winter.
They pile the profaned churches and hail the fire,
Asgardsveien are their paths the Hordanes land.
Rising high their swords, conquer the Skjeldenland.
Skjeldenland!!!