Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos Without Prophecy

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

The prophecy, not near
In chaos, prophecies
This of dark, hath foreseen
He its own destiny

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

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

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

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

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

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