Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos Without Prophecy

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

The prophecy, chaos not
In chaos, prophecies
child of dark, hath foreseen
He makes its own

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

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

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

His will and his word is his
He is for thee
To put an end to prophecy
Azunda, give power to me

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

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