Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral Winds Born In Oriana

the blood is in footprint
the hunter has won his
his is heard in the night
among the mist and the
the of the huge trembita
is echoed away from the
we announce the
to the still alive
coming the boreal land
we won nations
we are everywhere, we are the
children of
now we are trumping to the last victory
the cries of
the of wolves
we are the of the fire
which will down the heavens
the are singing
and with the of the drums
we are stepping down on this
it was sold to the sly
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 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 judeo christianity!
we have the silver moon in our hands
we have the of millions of fire in our eyes
we have the demons' in our hearts
we the pain of our ancient
in our souls