Luyện nghe bài hát The Pagan Winter

Horned Master of Time
Summon thy Unholy
for Centuries to Come.
Gather on the Mountain
by Hatred;
The final Ritual...

This, The Pagan
for the Obscure (ones)
Candles the only light
hide in Fear

For this Winter
A New God the Sky
The Hands Of Joy
Have something to Burn

From the top of the World one see
The white Servants Flee
in an Infernal Cyclone
Created by (our)

Religious Crossed the Sky
the was our Wine
of Fire, Feeble Fools
Into The Fire