Luyện nghe bài hát Awaiting The Winter Frost

A gathering in the cold, in the North, in the lands of Pohjola
Where the sun had not been crossing the sky nor for centuries...
We were brought together by oaths we had sworn - by blood...
...once drawn...
We had all our forces
Called all the heroes
Equipped a swordmen
And a men with crossbows
Strengthened by hate and the for the enemies' blood
We lay in for the season of no light
We had seen the mist - we weren't afraid to die
And the we had sworn gave us reason to live on
A before the Storm
(We were) Awaiting the Frost
...And then a storm in fury
The sky was by lightning...
the Winter Frost
As the sky and the stars turned red
The frost greeted us a cold northern breeze
Off their heads! Off with their fuckin' heads!!!
Oh, the had come...
To the hordes of cowardice
And cleanse the North from
We had all our forces
Called together all the
a hundred swordmen
And a thousand men crossbows
We our swords
Grasped the
Lifted our
And the arrows
The false ones' hordes were put to the
The and the weak, one by one...
Their was slaughtered to the very last man
Our bloodfeind was done as their reddened the land
Awaiting the Winter
The sign of the and the cold
the spell of hate
the Winter Frost
And the heathen was found