Luyện nghe bài hát Chapter 4

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

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

Done with and
Simply speculating
in battle
Against tyranny of

Gone are times to
To play the
are wishes for the
Times to change, it's to

the fields (of oppression)
With crimson blood of invasive

Face the time to
The good shadows
By the that bears the eyes in white

From the void in the
To of the earth
The white eyed will drain their souls of plight

Planning with her and
with her kind protector
Her silent into battle

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

Brace for the one who sees in darkness

Face the time to
The shadows the good
By the head that bears the will to

From the void in the
To the of battle
The white eyed warrior drain their souls of plight

And has come through the night

The under the sun
Of blood of justice
The has begun
Against the shadows'

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

She nocks in
But behind him stands the
Of a shadow of desperation
His master, the of hate

The root of his evil on its strings
Attached to the veins of tyrannical
Played like a puppet, of their reign
Forever in hands of the impersonation of

The sight of one who has all control
the beholder for an end
Calls for the death of his poisonous
One much too and broken to mend

The eyes of the tyrant long since died
The of the culprit dig deeper inside
This torture of must now desist
The stakes are too high for this arrow to be

time to breathe, nock, pull, aim, and FIRE

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

Grace the to celebrate
The fearless
By the head that bears the of light

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