Luyện nghe bài hát The Fire of Power

Behold the arrow from a bow
Come like a comet through the aether
from low lands by the gusts of yet deeper tracts
A singular in extension

Ascending now, on a course by will
To illuminate the of the mind
A fire of organic

The
The of power

A procession through aeons of night
onward 'neath the Lodestar
Against the winds, against the law of our
Kindlers 'of the flame, of the dark

Who do not to walk the way the vultures fly
destruction and doom
Arms outstretched and willingly

By
The of power

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

On a mount the known 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 fire of power becomes the of the end
the ruins of the earth
Now bow unto the redeemer

Of
The fire of
The of a God