Luyện nghe bài hát Tattered Banners and Bloody Flags

There Lopt, the treacherous
for revenge
He the legions of the dead
Towards the Aesir's

The march in full dress
With faces and pale
Tattered banners and bloody
spears and blades

Cries ring out, and harsh
cracked and broken horns
Long battle cries
In strange and foreign

Spear and sword clash
Against the shields they beat
bring their hate and anarchy
Onto battlefield

comes Lopt, the treacherous
He against the God
His army grim and
Lusting for their

Nowhere is longer
The moves under our feet
The world tree Yggdrasil
to its roots

Sons of gird the field
them Midgard burns
Hrym's horde march Nifelheim
And then Fenris returns

Heimdal the Giallarhorn
He sounds that dreaded
Oden rides to the Norns
But web is torn

The rides out to war
With armor bright
by the Einherjer
See Valkyries

Nowhere is safe
The earth under our feet
The world tree Yggdrasil
to its roots

Sons of Muspel the field
Behind them burns
Hrym's horde march from
And then Fenris returns