Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos Without Prophecy

The quest for hath drown near
The king, the chaos he brings
With iron sword, chants come forth
The of dark is he

The prophecy, chaos not
In chaos, begone
This child of dark, foreseen
He its own destiny

The magic he is from his will
The magic of Azunda, he receive
Iron grip's guides his path
To the place which is no

The journey to this is creation
In creation, he shall be
Living for and his destiny
In his path, lies of the

In his he sees another
Who wishes to receive,
He sees light in he's enemy
And at the prophecy

His will and his is his sorcery
He is waiting for
To put an end to this
Azunda, your power to me

The child of has found thee
And now destroy, evil thee
Iron grip's sword has through thee
Now, Azunda is for all to see

The king's task has been
The chaos has for all to see