Luyện nghe bài hát Constellation And Mysticism

In the infinity of the
Constellations are observed by a man
His life dedicated to astronomy and the occult
The invisible art of the

In this tower of the highest peaks
Alone with the stars and the so dark
He the secret of divinity
The source of creation and

Impossible as it may
The truth is now
Part of human
All in the of one man
Must the be relieved by telling humanity
Perhaps the of a new era
Of truth and light where higher
Are cast down to control
On plane of existence

Would it engulf them in perpetual ?
between two reality
Wich were not meant to
Colliding greater powers

He needs no proves
The theory is reality
He to laugh... and laugh...
to insanity creeping toward him

Suddenly for his very soul
He realizes, too late, his
"Thou not cross the line..."
"Thou respect the divine..."

Now grasping the value of what he
The man knew, then, that the knowledge, not die with him
in his eyes, he reached into the unseen
For the powers he once not to use

Facing his for one last time with magyk at his side
He drew forth the of the stars, not to shine again
A final burst, majestic end, no knowledge to fear
Leaving as only a black sky devoid of stars...