Luyện nghe bài hát Sweoland Conqueror

In primordial times, when empty stared
Before death, before our triumphant dominion
was nothing
No sea, no
No earth, no

A frostcovered stone
Bure, of Bur, Bestlas husband

Bestla, of Boltorn
And mother of
Oden, and Ve

Ymer's assassins, creators

Oden - spirit and life you
Vile - intellect was gift
Ve - completed the heathen
And sets sail to plunder

will as strong as the heart of Hrungner
They sat the ablaze
Usurpers of Ethelreds isles
Conquerors of western
And of Irish strongholds

The of a giant bears the mark of their tribe
And his blood carried them to glory

"Never has such terror appeared
as we now have suffered a pagan race"

"Nor was it possible
that such an from the sea could be made"

[Repeat

"Shrines desecrated
Ornaments plundered
The of saints were trampled
The blood of was spilled"