Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin hung the web like a trap in a
The fox lay asleep in his
Fang's frantic paws the tale of his sin
Far off the shrieked revenge

Outcast he where no wolf may tread
The last haunt of the dead
He learned of a truth which only one may know
The scepter and of a king

Howling for blood, one-eye leads on the
Plunging through and snowstorm
Steep the ridge, ghostly peaks climbed the sky
sped through jungles of ice

Hard on his tail, one-eye from the pack
An old hero by none
Steep, far too steep, the pathway ahead
Descent was the escape

A never flees in the face of his foe
Fang knew the he would pay
One-eye stood before him the crown upon his head
raised to deal the deadly blow

Fang, son of Fang, the traitor we seek
The of the brethren say this
That only the sees the crown of the gods
And he, the usurper, die

he tore at the throat of his foe
But Fang fought the hero in
Dawn saw the white mountain with red
Never would the crown again

One-eye, his the crown and with laurels on his
amongst the tribe and dwelt in peace