Luyện nghe bài hát Venomtongue

False
None my in word
bards
None my in word

Ill nature to pass
War
Ill comes to pass

Untame
No on words of blaming tongue

Stinging song
No heart, no for venomtongue
No heart, no hope for

In the One-Eyed gazes
a grave brow
On the of old
With a bleeding
In eyes of
Hating,

Dawned decay of bloodline
No use to
On a of old
Let the elder
and disgrace
Blaming,

With the guts of your gone son
Tearing
On the guts of your long son

Come the hammers woe
Bones
From the holy woe