Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos Without Prophecy

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

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

The he creates is from his will
The magic of Azunda, he shall
Iron sword guides his path
To the which is no more

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

In his mind he sees
Who wishes to receive,
He light within in he's enemy
And laughs at the

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

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

The king's has been complete
The has begun for all to see