Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos Without Prophecy

The quest for Azunda hath near
The king, the chaos he brings
With iron grip's sword, come forth
The child of is he

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

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

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

In his he sees another
Who to receive, Azunda
He sees light within in enemy
And at the prophecy

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

The of dark has found thee
And now destroy, evil thee
Iron sword has gone through thee
Now, is mine for all to see

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