Luyện nghe bài hát The Horns of Gefrin

Flame's adoration deep
Staves of the Volur in soot
Bones that mutter their
Obscure barrow smite the

Conscript of ways despite their demise
eyes, hold despise, in hundreds that arise

Virility and rage, from the and iron age
Earthen bell, burial cage, in blood assuage

Restless warriors upsurge, war drums their trudge
Wretched drinks the carnage

tolls, god has no control
Deathless and divine Gododdin
(This) foul who defiled at Glen
Feel the rage of heathens return again

The hall echoes our revelry through time
Shadow of the great horns so sublime

Gefrin is alive, the old gods thrive
in death from the Henge to their hive
Birthright reborn, a legacy
Death to your flock, by Gefrin's ancient