Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral Winds Born In Oriana

the is in wolf footprint
the hunter has won his
his is heard 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 many
we are everywhere, we are the
children of
now we are trumping to the last victory
the of ravens
the of wolves
we are the of the fire
which will burn the heavens
the trumpets are
and the rhythm of the drums
we are stepping down on world
it was to the sly nation
it will die together with
only the ravens in the sky
can see all of us
they are the ones to see our army
our fighting spirit and of hatred
in the ancient land of
we will gather again
and our has multiplied into thousand
we are ready to fight against christianity!
we have the silver moon power in our
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