Luyện nghe bài hát Demonbane

Along a road in Hardorn, the place called Tor
A fearful band of farmers Karsite Border war.
A band of farmers, their children, and their wives,
Seek refuge from a tyrant, who wants more than just lives.

Now up rides Herald Vanyel. 'Why then haste?' says he.
'Now who is it pursuing, whose do you flee?
You are all of Hardorn, why seek you
Is Festil no protection? Nor all his men too far?'

'Oh, Vanyel, Vanyel, we flee now for our lives,
Lord Nedran would enslave us, our and our wives-
He'd give our to demons, our bodies, to his men.
King has not heeded, or he happens not to ken.'

Now up speaks Vanyel. 'The Border is not far-
But you are all of Hardorn, and not of Valdemar,
You are not Randale's people-can not on his throne-
But dammed if I will see you so helpless on your own!'

So forth Herald Vanyel, and onward does he ride,
On Tor he waits then, Yfandes at his side.
With Nedran's men approaching, he out from on high,
'You shall not pass, Lord Nedran! Nay I not let you by!'

Now only Vanyel stands blocking Nedran's way
'Now who are you, fool nothing, that dares to me nay?'
Now up speaks Vanyel his voice brittle glass;
'The Herald-Mage Vanyel-and it is I you shall not pass!'

Now there great Lord Nedran, behind him forty men,
With wizard there beside him he pales, and again-
'So you are Herald Vanyel-this is not your land.
So heed me, Herald Vanyel; and now turn your hand.'

'Let be; I'll give you silver, and I shall you gold,
And I give you jewels fair that sparkle bright and bold,
And I give you pearls, all the treasures of the sea,
If you will step aside here, leaving these fools to me.'

'What need I of silver with sweet Yfandes here?
And all the gold I cherish is bright and clear.
The only jewel I treaure's a bright and star,
And I protect all helpless not those of Valdemar.'

'Now I shall give you beauty, slaves and men,
And I give you power you'll never see again,
And I shall give you mansions and I give you land,
If you will turn aside this day, and hold your hand.'

'Now beauty held in is beauty that is lost.
And land and mansions blood-bought too high at the cost.
The power I have already-all is a jade-
So turn you back, Lord if of me you are afraid!'

Lord Nedran his stallion, the wizard he comes nigh,
'Prepare yourself, bold Vanyel, for you surely die!'
The wizard calls his demons, the he commands,
And Vanyel, Vanyel, only raises empty hands.

The calls his demons, the sky above turns black.
The demons strike at Vanyel, he and holds them back.
The demons strike at Vanyel, they strike and him sore,
But Vanyel stands defiant, only to raise his once more.

The sky itself decends now, upon Stony Tor
Now hides the awful battle. The see no more.
The wizard shouts in triumph-too he vents his mirth.
For Vanyel calls the lightning down, and him to the earth!

The of black have lifted; and there on barren ground
Stands hurt, yet victor, the demons tied and bound.
He looks on Lord Nedran; his eyes grow cold and bleak-
'Now I shall give you, Nedran, all the power you seek-'

Now Vanyel frees the demons, and Nedran with fear,
He them on the Karsites, who first had brought them here.
He sets on the Karsites, and on the Karsite land.
They look down on Nedran. And they do not stay their hand.

Now Vanyel calls the farmers. 'Go tell you and far,
How are served the tyrants who would take Valdemar.
I am the bane of demons, quarry I defend.
Thus Heralds serve a foeman and thus save a friend!'