Luyện nghe bài hát The Fire of Power

Behold the arrow a Devil's bow
Come cutting like a comet the aether
Risen from low lands by the gusts of yet tracts
A light in extension

now, on a course by will assigned
To illuminate the of the mind
A of organic divine

The
The fire of

A luminous procession through of night
Ever 'neath the Lodestar
Against the winds, against the law of our
'of the flame, pilgrims of the dark

Who do not fear to the way the vultures fly
Towards and doom
Arms and willingly consumed

By
The of power

For thou hast said in thy heart, I will ascend heaven
And exalt my above the stars; until seated upon the
Mount of Gods, in the north

On a mount overlooks the world
a solitary man
Silent in the storm, with his bow in
Once a barren desert, now a sea of
And but embers

So the of power becomes the fire of the end
the ruins of the earth
Now bow the merciless redeemer

Of
The of power
The of a God