Luyện nghe bài hát Tattered Banners and Bloody Flags

There comes Lopt, the
Lusting for
He leads the legions of the
Towards the realm

The march in full dress
With faces grim and
banners and bloody flags
Rusty and blades

Cries out, loud and harsh
From cracked and broken
Long forgotten cries
In and foreign tongues

Spear and sword clash
Against the broken they beat
bring their hate and anarchy
Onto battlefield

There Lopt, the treacherous
He stands the God
His army and ravenous
Lusting for blood

Nowhere is longer
The earth moves under our
The great world tree
Trembles to its

Sons of Muspel gird the
Behind them burns
Hrym's horde march Nifelheim
And then wolf returns

grips the Giallarhorn
He that dreaded note
rides to quest the Norns
But web is torn

The rides out to war
armor shining bright
Followed by the
See ride

is longer safe
The moves under our feet
The great world tree
Trembles to its

Sons of Muspel gird the
Behind them burns
horde march from Nifelheim
And then wolf returns