Luyện nghe bài hát The Scourge Of The Fourth Celestial Host

They power unparalleled
Ageless, remorseless, without pity or
Manipulators of on countless worlds
Gods of the stars, the Host

I beseech thee, ones
Spare this insignificant planet, this
Humankind, behold creators
Behold your

Arishem, Exitar, judge and

who sow the fields of the stars
They return to reap the evolution

Arishem, Exitar, judge and

Time, space, soul, mind, reality,

I am the last of Zenn-La
Never more to embrace
I was to soar beyond the stars

And lo, the
The of Worlds
The Purifier of

The edge of oblivion

I am the protector of this world, I wield the Cosmic

Arishem, Exitar, and executioner

I shall scatter your to the four cosmic winds

Time, space, soul, mind, reality,

Hail Arishem, hail
The Star-Gods have

The vast sea of stars stretches infinity before me

I am the scion of Zenn-la
Never more to embrace
I was born to beyond the stars