Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral Wind Born In Oriana

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

The is in Wolf Footprint
The Has Won His Hunger
His Howling Is Heard In The
Among The Mist And The
The Of The Huge Trembita
Is Echoed Away From The
We Announce The
To The Still World
From The Boreal Land
We Won many
We Are Everywhere, We Are The
Of Silver
Now We Are Trumping To The Last Victory
The Cries Of
The Of Wolves
We Are The Of The Fire
Which Will Burn The heavens
The Trumpets Are
And With The Of The Drums
We Are Stepping On This World
It Was To The sly nation
It Die Together With them
Only The Flying In The Sky
Can See All Of Us
Are The Only Ones To See Our Army
Our Fighting Spirit And Of Hatred
In The Ancient Land Of
We Gather Together Again
And Our Power Has Multiplied Thousand
We Are Ready To Fight Against christianity!
We Have The Moon Power In Our Hands
We Have The Of Millions Of Fire In Our Eyes
We Have The Demons' Hatred In Our
We Have The Of Our Ancient
In Our Souls