Luyện nghe bài hát Chapter 4

Days of grace and
Days of
Abound for this and valiant child but she

in the sidelines and
Stays in the bitter of
where her gift remains unused

Done with and
Simply what's
Done in
tyranny of kings

Gone are to pray
To the prey
Gone are for the
Times to change, time to

the fields (of oppression)
With blood of invasive transgression

the time to separate
The good from
By the that bears the eyes in white

From the void in the
To pastures of the
The white eyed child will their souls of plight

Planning her guardian and
Plotting her kind protector
Her silent inauguration into

Waiting for the
Moment for her to
Valor and
The ink to her

Brace for the one who sees in darkness

Face the to eradicate
The shadows the good
By the head that bears the to fight

the void in the abyss
To the shores of
The white eyed will drain their souls of plight

And has come through the night

The shine the sun
Of blood of flares
The battle has
the shadows' glares

Hiding past the leader's
She takes her place and her cue
To spring to action and pull the
will show the world the tyrant's marrow

She nocks in
But behind him stands the
Of a towering of desperation
His master, the impersonation of

The root of his evil on its strings
Attached to the of tyrannical kings
Played like a puppet, devoid of their
Forever in of the impersonation of pain

The of one who has lost all control
the beholder for an end
Calls for the of his poisonous soul
One much too tainted and to mend

The eyes of the have long since died
The fangs of the dig deeper inside
This torture of must now desist
The stakes are too high for arrow to be missed

It's time to breathe, nock, pull, aim, and

The tyrant has been
The Huntsmen's throne has White reign

the time to celebrate
The conquest
By the head that bears the of light

the void in the abyss
To gates of
The white savior has drained their souls of plight
And has come through the night