Luyện nghe bài hát The Fire of Power

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

now, on a course by will assigned
To illuminate the darkness of the
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, of the dark

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

By
The fire of

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

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

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

Of
The fire of
The of a God