Luyện nghe bài hát Demonbane

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

Now up rides Vanyel. 'Why then such haste?' says he.
'Now who is it pursuing, whose do you flee?
You are all of Hardorn, why seek you
Is Festil no 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 our souls to demons, our bodies, to his men.
King 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 so helpless on your own!'

So forth goes Herald Vanyel, and 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, Nedran! Nay I shall not let you by!'

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

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

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

'What need have I of silver with sweet 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 aside this day, aside and hold your hand.'

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

Lord Nedran backs his stallion, the wizard he nigh,
'Prepare yourself, bold Vanyel, for you shall 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 at Vanyel, he stands and holds them back.
The demons at Vanyel, they strike and hurt him sore,
But Vanyel stands defiant, to raise his hands once more.

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

The clouds of black have and there on barren ground
Stands Vanyel hurt, yet victor, the demons and bound.
He down 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 sets them on the Karsites, who first had brought here.
He sets them on the Karsites, and on the land.
They down on Lord Nedran. And they do not stay their hand.

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