Luyện nghe bài hát Winds Of Creation

in the beginning was chaos
in the germ of the beginning and the rights
emerged from the tangled elements
not brightness, not human being but
from which earth and day came existence
brightness- a of darkness, not of spirit
the black sky without its stars
gave the to its father with brilliance
first parents Ereb-night, night
and their fruit, mankind, the tribe
the toys of elements,the of dreams
their gods are only
human rights crushed in the fingers of the
long centuries the of mother earth
the sleep so real but fog woven
and will come from dusk