Luyện nghe bài hát I Am The Black Wizards

Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in cosmos of mine. For the
black hills of black souls, souls that already dies one
thousand deaths. Behind the stone walls of they breed their
art. Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold. Far up in
the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun 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
wisdom now lost.I visit again the eternally ancient caves,
before a mighty Emperor came. Watching the mortals
"discovering" my chronicles, by the old demons, even unknown
to me. Once their souls are being summoned to my timeless
prison of hate. It is delightful to feast the screaming souls
that was destroyed in my future. How many wizards that me with
evil.I not. My empires has no limits. From the never ending
mountains black, to the bottomless lakes.I am the and has been
for long. My wizards are many, but their essence is mine.
Forever there are in the hills in stone homes of grief. Because
I am the spirit of existence.I am them.