Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral Wind Born In Oriana

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

The is in Wolf Footprint
The Hunter Has Won His
His Howling Is In The Night
The Mist And The Moonlight
The Of The Huge Trembita
Is Away From The Carpathians
We The Funerals
To The Still Alive
From The Boreal Land
We Won many
We Are Everywhere, We Are The
Of Silver
Now We Are Trumping To Have The Last
The Cries Of
The Howling Of
We Are The Of The Fire
Which Will Down The heavens
The Trumpets Are
And With The Rhythm Of The
We Are Stepping Down On This
It Was Sold To The sly
It Will Die Together With
Only The Ravens In The Sky
Can See All Of Us
They Are The Only To See Our Army
Our Spirit And Faces Of Hatred
In The Ancient Land Of
We Will Gather Together
And Our Power Has Multiplied Into
We Are Ready To Fight judeo christianity!
We The Silver Moon Power 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
Fathers In Our