Luyện nghe bài hát Storms Of Asgard

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

At first they came wearing their most masques
vikings vague stories about a nazarene whelp
While keeping their swords drawn behind backs

of Asgard
Engulf the
of Asgard
Reclaim your

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

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