Dimmu Borgir
Dimmu Borgir - Chaos Without Prophecy songtekst
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The quest for Azunda hath drawn near The young king, the chaos he brings With iron grip's sword, chants come forth The child of dark is he In prophecy, chaos not near In chaos, prophecies begone This child of dark, hath foreseen He makes his own destiny The magiz he creates is from his will The magic of Azunda, he shall receive Iron grip's sword guides his path To the place which is no more The journey to this place is creation In this creation, he shall be Living for himself and his destiny In his path, lies of prophecies In his mind he sees another Who wishes to receive, Azunda He sees light within in he's enemy And laughs at the prophecy His will and word is his sorceyr He is waiting for thee To put an end to this prophecy Azunda, give your power to me The child of dark has found thee And now must destroy, evil thee Iron's grip sword has gone through thee Now, Azunda is mine for all to see The king tasks has been complete The chaos has begun for all to see