Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral Wind Born In Oriana

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

The Blood is in Wolf
The Has Won His Hunger
His Howling Is In The Night
Among The Mist And The
The Sound Of The Huge
Is Echoed Away The Carpathians
We Announce The
To The Still World
Coming From The Boreal
We Won nations
We Are Everywhere, We Are The
Children Of
Now We Are Trumping To Have The Last
The Cries Of
The Howling Of
We Are The Of The Fire
Will Burn Down The heavens
The Are Singing
And The Rhythm Of The Drums
We Are Stepping Down On World
It Was Sold To The sly
It Will Die Together With
The Ravens Flying In The Sky
Can See All Of Us
They Are The Ones To See Our Army
Our Fighting And Faces Of Hatred
In The Ancient Of Oriana
We Will Gather Together
And Our Power Has Multiplied Into
We Are Ready To Against judeo christianity!
We Have The Moon Power In Our Hands
We Have The Rage Of Millions Of In Our Eyes
We Have The Demons' In Our Hearts
We The Pain Of Our Ancient
In Our Souls