Luyện nghe bài hát The Art Of An Endless Creation

they drawn nigh by void,
by abyss, tranquillity, heat,
demise and
the perfect of death
the of illusion
ready for
the grand
of the

for are the forces
of fusion and
there, the bitter fear ends
where power grows in

for are the goblets of despair
and the circlet of thorns
here, in the caves,
the illusion and fade

and from hands
a fire spring
and craft the
the angels of
in the act of
the art of an creation

for are the forces
of fusion and
their hands
a shall spring
the and the worlds
united in
last until
the next