Học Tiếng Anh Qua Bài Hát Có Phụ Đề: Heathen Throne

This hate inside me,
It is constantly growing.
Years of hollow lies,
Made hatred rise.

They came with their troops,
Destroying land and roots.
under the sun,
They and their poisoned truth.

by one my people fell,
Under their deceptive spell.
How many sons of the
Northe, had to fall?
Before our eyes could see;
This isn't how it be!

\"Under the Northern star
We she'd our blood.
With call of a battle horn.
We raise our swords.
Behind the fields of
There's a haven for us.
Deep in the woods of the North,
Rises the Heathen Throne\"
[Kalevala]

Upholder of the skies,
For too long has your been
Despised,
Give your strength and courage.
When we meet our nemesis.
On the shores that used to be,
The place we called home.

Our land and faith are raped,
Somehow going to pay.

Grant us your revenge,
We are not afraid death.
Let none of them ever more, EVER MORE,
Lay a hopeful gaze upon the sky