Luyện nghe bài hát Thousand Years Of Opression

He hung on the world tree
roots no one knows
For whole days, he hung there
by Gugnir, his spear

Swimming in pain, he peered into the
And out in agony
out, he grasped the runes
Before falling back the abyss

He himself unto himself
In a of sheering pain
Go that we all may live our
By the wisdom that he

You him and spread their lies
Across the world with sword in
You our souls and stole our right
All for the of mild-mannered man

You to mild-mannered god
And put your faith in deceitful
Your powertrip was by blood
In name, you spilled our blood

I to submit
To the god you say is
I know what's and it is time
time to fight and free our minds

Let me die fear
As I lived without it
So your mouth and spare my ears
I'm fed up all your bullshit

a thousand years of opression
Let the berserks again
Let the world hear these words once
"Save us, oh Lord from the of the Norseman"

Our spirits were forged in and ice
To bend like forged over fire
We were not made to like reed
Or the other cheek

He the runes, they're ours to use