Luyện nghe bài hát I Am The Black Wizards

Mightiest am I, but I am not in this cosmos of mine. For the
black hills consists of black souls, souls already dies one
thousand deaths. Behind the stone walls of they breed their
black art. Boiling spells in cauldrons of black gold. Far up in
the mountains, where the fall not far, yet the sun cannot reach.
The wizards, my servants, the souls of macrocosm. No age will
escape my wrath.I travel through and I return to the future.I
gather wisdom now lost.I visit again the ancient caves,
before a mighty Emperor thereupon came. the mortals
"discovering" my chronicles, guarded by the old demons, even
to me. Once their souls are being summoned to my timeless
prison of hate. It is to feast upon the screaming souls
that was in my future. How many wizards that serve me with
evil.I know not. My empires has no limits. From the ending
black, to the bottomless lakes.I am the ruler and has been
for eternity's long. My wizards are many, but essence is mine.
Forever are in the hills in their stone homes of grief. Because
I am the of their existence.I am them.