Luyện nghe bài hát The Fire of Power

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

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

The
The fire of

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

Who do not fear to walk the way the fly
Towards and doom
outstretched 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
of Gods, in the uttermost north

On a mount the known world
a solitary man
Silent in the storm, with his bow in
a barren desert, now a sea of flames
And eventually but

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

Of
The fire of
The of a God