Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin hung the web like a trap in a
The fox lay asleep in his
Fang's frantic told the tale of his sin
Far off the chase revenge

Outcast he trespassed no wolf may tread
The sacred haunt of the dead
He learned of a which only one wolf may know
The and crown of a king

Howling for blood, one-eye leads on the
Plunging through and snowstorm
Steep rose the ridge, peaks climbed the sky
Fangs sped through of ice

Hard on his tail, one-eye drew the pack
An old hero conquered by
Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway
Descent was the only

A never flees in the face of his foe
Fang the price he would pay
One-eye stood before him with the crown upon his
Scepter raised to deal the deadly

Fang, son of Fang, the traitor we seek
The laws of the say this
That the king sees the crown of the gods
And he, the usurper, die

Snarling he at the throat of his foe
But fought the hero in vain
Dawn saw the mountain tinted with red
would the crown leave again

One-eye, his the crown and with on his head
Returned the tribe and dwelt in peace