Luyện nghe bài hát Tattered Banners and Bloody Flags

There comes Lopt, the
Lusting for
He leads the of the dead
Towards the Aesir's

The march in full battle
With faces grim and
Tattered banners and bloody
spears and blades

Cries ring out, loud and
cracked and broken horns
Long battle cries
In and foreign tongues

Spear and clash rhythmically
Against the broken shields beat
They bring hate and anarchy
Onto Vigrid's

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

Nowhere is safe
The earth moves our feet
The great world tree
Trembles to its

Sons of gird the field
Behind Midgard burns
Hrym's horde march Nifelheim
And Fenris wolf returns

Heimdal grips the
He sounds that note
Oden to quest the Norns
But web is torn

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

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

Sons of Muspel the field
Behind them Midgard
horde march from Nifelheim
And then Fenris returns