Luyện nghe bài hát A Fine Day to Die

Orgy of
Conspiracy of
Only the
Of the cold northern

sink fading
Behind the black
is the mountains
Yet the is awake

Strange is the
Now black rise
And many circle
Through the night

Along the mountainside I scattered
By the campfires the dawn
Two times a hundred men in
by the steel in the arrow, axe and the sword

By worn, hunger torn, awaiting
For the sun to break through the cold
And for the banners of Ebal to
On the hill in the first warm rays

The elder the men looked deep
Into the fire and spoke loud pride
is a fine day to die

Morning from far east
Now the sun breaks through dust clouds and
Now a forest of spears appears on the
And steel shines bright in the sun's rays

Die
Die
Die