Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral Wind Born In Oriana

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

The Blood is in Footprint
The Has Won His Hunger
His Is Heard In The Night
Among The Mist And The
The Sound Of The Huge
Is Away From The Carpathians
We The Funerals
To The Still World
Coming From The Boreal
We Won nations
We Are Everywhere, We Are The
Of Silver
Now We Are To Have The Last Victory
The Of Ravens
The Howling Of
We Are The Keepers Of The
Will Burn Down The heavens
The Trumpets Are
And With The Of The Drums
We Are Stepping Down On World
It Was To The sly nation
It Will Die Together them
Only The Ravens In The Sky
Can See All Of Us
They Are The Only Ones To See Our
Our Spirit And Faces Of Hatred
In The Ancient Of Oriana
We Will Together Again
And Our Has Multiplied Into Thousand
We Are Ready To Fight Against christianity!
We Have The Silver Moon In Our Hands
We The Rage Of Millions Of Fire In Our Eyes
We The Demons' Hatred In Our Hearts
We Have The Of Our Ancient
In Our Souls