Luyện nghe bài hát The Bird-Serpent War/Cataclysm

Mocking the ways of - the
Serpent's - Vultures ride
Storming the Gates of - no mortal
man shall break our
Our flames engulf your works and
our terror reigns
beasts that do my bidding by
thrashing, tearing your dreams

"Gather 'round people of the
Design
Scorn the words - 'the device
of our demise'..."

The crumbling earth the
weapon's -
Raining from shore to shore
Neptune's might - the storming
rise to make the grave

All all Atlantis cried - a souls
out
Save the child the Sea - she must
on
The and technology shrouded
in mystery -
only One will on - Carry on...

"...the of Balance was utmost
importance, and cast the sea was the
child Ma'at, to a new land...riding on the
of Poseidon..."