Luyện nghe bài hát Demonbane

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

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

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

Now up speaks Herald Vanyel. 'The Border is not
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 see you left so helpless on your own!'

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

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

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

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

'What need have I of silver sweet Yfandes here?
And all the I cherish is sunlight 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, women and men,
And I give you power you'll never see again,
And I shall give you and I shall give you land,
If you turn aside this day, aside and hold your hand.'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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