[00:00.00]Aznageel The Mage - T. Rex (暴龙乐队)
[00:15.76]Woven deep beneath the caves of melted steel
[00:18.44]Stalks a Mage a necromancer heel
[00:21.42]Tortured runic clasps of Aztecetian skill
[00:24.29]The condor flies scared skies in scorch of Aznageel
[00:44.61]Below the sun his withered weasel scurries deep
[00:47.29]The streams of doom contrive to kiss his sculptured feet
[00:50.23]His raven legs all churned and ruined through towers of pride
[00:53.28]Above the sun the princely guardian condor flies
[01:13.50]A beauty ruby fain it's worth twelve lives or more
[01:16.28]He stammers as he slugs over the staggered floor
[01:19.21]A chilled moment his dolphin eyes maul jewels of war
[01:22.15]O joy the sunlit condor unearths Aznageel's door