Luyện nghe bài hát The Fire of Power

Behold the from a Devil's bow
Come cutting like a comet through the
Risen from low lands by the of yet deeper tracts
A singular in extension

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

The
The of power

A luminous procession aeons of night
Ever onward the Lodestar
Against the winds, the law of our times
Kindlers 'of the flame, of the dark

Who do not fear to the way the vultures fly
Towards destruction and
Arms outstretched and consumed

By
The fire of

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

On a overlooks the known world
Stands a man
Silent in the storm, his bow in hand
a barren desert, now a sea of flames
And eventually but

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

Of
The fire of
The of a God