Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

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

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

Howling for blood, one-eye leads on the
Plunging through forest and
Steep rose the ridge, ghostly peaks the sky
sped through jungles of ice

Hard on his tail, one-eye drew from the
An old hero by none
Steep, far too steep, grew the ahead
was the only escape

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

Fang, son of Great Fang, the traitor we
The laws of the brethren say
only the king sees the crown of the gods
And he, the usurper, die

Snarling he tore at the of his foe
But fought the hero in vain
Dawn saw the mountain tinted with red
Never would the crown again

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