Luyện nghe bài hát Wrath Of The Norsemen

My head like hell
open my eyes
My are all wet
And I'm freezing through

know where I am
Or how to get

My arms feel so
And it's to get up
My muscles, they
With every

I stand on my
But my fell so weak

Somebody me
From this dream
Somebody me
From this terror I

I around
On the soft ground
I call out the
Of the friends I can't

But the wind
And the ravens

every gasp
With every
Smoke my lungs
And my wrench

With every
The taste of death
The air is
Of a thick pungent

So comes the
colder than ice
I wash off my
And open my

And I see
But I were blind

are all dead
There's blood
The norsemen left
Only death and

A of flesh
That fills the air

wake me
From this horrible
Somebody me
From this terror I

No one can me
From this dream
No one can me
Or my screams