Luyện nghe bài hát Storms Of Asgard

A desolate aeon has passed since the of our crown
A tragic end which made hecates and predictors
But dragons still sleep tranquil in proud hearts

At first they wearing their most innocent masques
Telling vikings vague stories about a whelp
While keeping their drawn behind their backs

of Asgard
Engulf the
of Asgard
Reclaim throne

They spread odius thorns all over northern soil
Some unfaithful sheeps swore allegiance to
But some died
Their craving and megalomania became too
Raping northern soil before pagan eyes hate
There where battles but the outcome were not

The pagans volcanic wrath is still in our hearts
And the white veil still covers us
Will be apart