Luyện nghe bài hát Shadow Stalker

It was just a week till Sovven, and the were turning chill
And the battle turned to stalemate, double-bluff, and and drill
When a drifted northward, just a shadow, nothing more.
No one noticed that the shadows grew all that before.
No one noticed the shadows seemed to creep into the heart,
But from then the fight for seemed a fool's quest from the start.
All the hopes that they had seemed unreasoned and naive
Nothing worth the strength to pray for, or to for, or believe.

And the shadows stole the sunlight from the brightest day,
As they sang a song of bleakness touched every heart that heard
As they whispered of hopelessness, all courage fled away,
And they wove a smothering blanket over all, that and stirred.

Vanyel came upon them, and he sensed a subtle wrong,
And was some magic working; deeply hidden, yes, but strong.
And it moves and worked in secret, like poison in the
a poison meant to weaken, this was magic meant to drain.
Herald Vanyel saw the Shadows, and turned their wiles on him
For one moment he began to fell his spirit dim-
But he saw their secret evil, and he swore ere he was
He stalk and slay these Shadows, and destroy them one by one.

Vanyel, Shadow Stalker, hunted Shadows to their doom
They turned all powers upon him, turned away from other men
And although they strove to him, he unwove their web of gloom.
So the fled his anger, their creator sought again.

Herald Vanyel faces the Singer who had sung them life
And she to him of grief and loss that cut him like a knife.
And she sang to him of self-hate, and she wove a net of
With her songs of woe and hopelessness to be Vanyel's bane.
"So now what is there to strive for?" was the song she to him.
And the came upon his heart, the world grew gray and dim.
But the Singer of The Shadow did not the foe she fought,
Now how dear he held his duty, nor by what pain was bought.

Herald Vanyel looked upon her, and he saw through her
And she then to seduce him into death or madness sweet.
Herald looked within him, and he saw her songs were lies,
And he gathered up his magic then, her to defeat.

Herald raised his golden voice and sang of life and light,
Of the first cry of a baby, of the silver of night.
Herald Vanyel of wisdom, sang of courage, sang of love,
Of the earth's sweet beneath him, of the vaulting sky above,
Sang of healing, of growing, sang of joy and hope and dreams,
And the Singer Of The Shadows felt the of all her schemes.
It was she tried to flee him, but his song and magic spell
her down and held her pinioned and she faltered, and she fell.

Then the Singer Of the saw her Shadows shatter there,
Saw her lies unmade before her, saw her turned to day
And how empty and how petty was the spirit then bare-
Like her then she shattered, and in silence passes away.