Luyện nghe bài hát Storms Of Asgard

A desolate aeon has passed since the demise of our
A tragic end which made and predictors wail
But dragons still tranquil in proud heathen hearts

At first came wearing their most innocent masques
Telling vikings vague stories a nazarene whelp
While their swords drawn behind their backs

Storms of
the unfaithful
Storms of
Reclaim your

They spread their odius thorns all over northern
Some unfaithful swore allegiance to them
But rather died
Their craving and megalomania too much
Raping northern soil before eyes spawned hate
There where great but the outcome were not

The pagans volcanic wrath is alive in our hearts
And the veil which still covers us
be torn apart