Luyện nghe bài hát The Chant From The Eastern Lands

[cd 1 - Storms to

In the of eternal dreaming
Old lighted up by the fullmoon's light
The coldness of dungeon touches the of wooden maze
From the of mother-wolf I was born
The witches foretold in the of my enemies
In the wilderness I took a pledge
I fell in love with the taste of steel
For waiting for its denudation
The triumph
The pure

I howl to the for support in my battle
The moon, of purity, the essence of beauty
I damn the sun, again and again
In of bloody light, steel holocaust
I hails from the northern side
of snow covered
The light of nightmare, as a sign
I summon the powers, cavalry of my brothers
From the land of armageddish

I am the bard of lands...

I lead my for death struggle
In glory of victory my armies
Barbarian tribes fury of destruction
With axes reach the sky, hiding usurpator in their
Call the clouds, all the holiness
Hurt bodies on the snow, Pandemonium
This battle is a rebellion, rebirth of old
Mythical hell is the to the true warriors
There they eternity and sit high on the throne

Pagan nations become
Mighty bards received long awaited silence
Slavs returned to villages and woods
Pagan frights of heavenly dispelled
...I opened the door to the higher stars knowledge
And took a long throughout the unknown dimensions
As the sign of fullmoon, in damnation I rise

[Written by 1994]