Luyện nghe bài hát The Call Of The Wintermoon

Buried beneath the mountains of
Years of sorrow grim and dark
My winterwings of evil sleep in eternal

In deaths cold of snow
The chimed my return

With blackstorms I
And not with the

Northern darkness through the coldest night

I can't resist the taste of these winds the wintermoon
I split my for the taste these winds
And my eyes in its grace
and winter return to my eyes
The of the wintermoon

Nocturnal clouds blows in the distance
In the mist of deaths horizon
My winterwings of evil

In deaths crypts of snow
Buried beneath the mountains of
Years of silent grim and
Into eternal
Hearing the of the wintermoon.

darkness marches through the coldest night
I resist the taste of these winds from the wintermoon
I split my tongue for the these winds
And my eyes in its grace
Frost and return to my eyes
The of the wintermoon

In the Northern

The chimed my return

Hearing the call of the