Luyện nghe bài hát Demonbane

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

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

'Oh, Vanyel, Herald Vanyel, we now for our lives,
Lord Nedran 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 is not far-
But you are all of Hardorn, and not of Valdemar,
You are not Randale's call not on his throne-
But dammed if I will see you left so on your own!'

So forth goes Vanyel, and onward does he ride,
On Stony Tor he waits then, 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 Herald Vanyel stands Nedran's way
'Now who are you, fool nothing, dares to tell me nay?'
Now up speaks Vanyel his voice like glass;
'The Herald-Mage called it is I you shall not pass!'

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

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

'What have 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 all helpless not just those of Valdemar.'

'Now I shall give you beauty, women and men,
And I shall give you power you'll see again,
And I shall you mansions and I shall give you land,
If you will turn this day, aside and hold your hand.'

'Now beauty held in bondage is beauty is lost.
And land and blood-bought come 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 backs his stallion, the wizard he comes nigh,
'Prepare yourself, Vanyel, for you shall surely die!'
The calls his demons, the demons he commands,
And Vanyel, Herald Vanyel, only raises hands.

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

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

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

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

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