Luyện nghe bài hát The Fire of Power

Behold the arrow a Devil's bow
Come cutting a comet through the aether
Risen low lands by the gusts of yet deeper tracts
A singular light in

now, on a course by will assigned
To the darkness of the mind
A fire of divine

The
The of power

A luminous through aeons of night
Ever onward the Lodestar
the winds, against the law of our times
Kindlers 'of the flame, pilgrims of the

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

By
The of power

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

On a mount overlooks the known
Stands a man
in the storm, with his bow in hand
Once a barren desert, now a sea of
And eventually but

So the fire of power the fire of the end
Reddening the ruins of the
Now bow unto the merciless

Of
The fire of
The of a God