Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral Wind Born In Oriana

[Music: Knjaz Varggoth, Saturious / Lyrics: Varggoth]

The is in Wolf Footprint
The Hunter Has Won His
His Howling Is Heard In The
The Mist And The Moonlight
The Sound Of The Huge
Is Echoed Away The Carpathians
We The Funerals
To The Still Alive
Coming The Boreal Land
We Won nations
We Are Everywhere, We Are The
Children Of
Now We Are Trumping To The Last Victory
The Cries Of
The Of Wolves
We Are The Of The Fire
Which Burn Down The heavens
The Are Singing
And With The Of The Drums
We Are Stepping On This World
It Was To The sly nation
It Will Die With them
Only The Ravens In The Sky
Can See All Of Us
They Are The Ones To See Our Army
Our Fighting Spirit And Faces Of
In The Ancient Of Oriana
We Will Together Again
And Our Power Has Multiplied Into
We Are Ready To Against judeo christianity!
We Have The Silver Moon In Our Hands
We The Rage Of Millions Of Fire In Our Eyes
We Have The Demons' In Our Hearts
We Have The Pain Of Our
In Our Souls