Luyện nghe bài hát Chapter 2

Her eyes, blind as
From the burning in the box
Out of sheer
But it worked, she is now at last
Yet she's been
To the rogue

Her eyes see things as before
Her eyes can only see emanations of and shadow
of good and evil
And shades of life and death (life and death)

Gifted, of how she
Has become a beacon of

Cold [she stares], [she walks]
Lost [in expanding
Looking for to
Dine[sometime],
Ingest [now that tastes] bittersweet

Searching for light, for
In shadows, in pure

The idle predator in white
'Til the prey across its ravenous sight
When the calm of white turns to black
And it pounces the prey will never fight back

Her hungry eyes set
On the hills of her and crushing freedom
she discovers a faint but luscious smoke
Rising up the

as fast as the wind through the meadow
Lost in the blessing of longing and hope of a
Someone somewhere must be to
take her in

She the luscious smoke
And finds a tribe of barbarians in white
And one in lending a much needed hand

No longer alone, no oppressed
No longer engulfed by unrest
She by a fearless protector at last

Hoping the huntsmen will share crest
Hoping she'll become one of own
Hoping they'll take her in as one of the