Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph Of Sword And Shield

I have stood upon bloody fields,
with the might of Nordic at my side.
I have one thousand screams of death.
By Odin's 'twas my fate to survive.
passed and many battles fought,
strong and brave with in hand my brothers died.
My longship sails across waves, as the sight
of fills my eyes.

Father to sons, tales of battles won.
so far and feats of war.
Age to age, tale shall be told.
Pillaged gold and hearts and cold.

By triumph of and shield, the war-cries sound.
By of axe and spear, victory bound.
By on seas and plain, returneth proud.

Clan by clan, our have come home.
On a quest of moons they had gone.
Prepare the and the mead so they may drink.
Gather so we may welcome them with song.

Father to sons, tell of battles won.
Lands so far and of war.
Age to age, tale shall be told.
gold and hearts black and cold.

By of sword and shield, the war-cries sound.
By of axe and spear, victory bound.
By triumph on and plain, returneth proud.
With in hand we sing, the hordes rejoice.

Now this tale is in stone.
How we their flesh and bone.
On a to victory, we build our legacy.
We will feast tonight and tell our deeds by fire light.
Of how we the tides of war.
To that we have sworn.

Northern screams are and proud.
Let celebration the ground.
Men and women join in and feast and drink 'till dawn.
May the ages our might.
For Gods we slay and fight.
We have the tides of war.
To the Oath we sworn.

to our brothers, for victory and might!
Bring the feast, much ale we tonight!

In celebration, my clans all me!
My faithfulness has brought great upon me!

By triumph of and shield, the war-cries sound.
By triumph of axe and spear, bound.
By triumph on and plain, returneth proud.