Luyện nghe bài hát The Colddrake

Young Vanyel once awakened from, a dream of and fear.
If he should choose to be a mage, his would then draw near,
Of filled with suffering was all that he could see
And so he a choice to leave k'Treva there then flee.
Into the bitter cold he hurried on that day,
His mind was and chilled and he could scarcely find his way.
When his haste made choice he thought then to return,
But a magic cry for made his frozen spirit burn.

and amethyst the Colddrake hunts for prey,
Its glowing can hypnotize and steal your soul away.

He caught the cry of magic then and it where is led,
And all the while a helpless anguish in his head.
He came upon a holding in a sheltered vale,
in ruthless fury by a monster cold and pale.
A woman and her children huddled the Colddrake's paw.
Her husband lay in beneath an unforgiving claw.
The beast entranced her neither looking left nor right,
She knew for the peasants had no way to run or fight.

and amethyst the Colddrake hunts for prey,
Its glowing eyes can hypnotize and steal your away.

Then suddenly a man fourth, a pitch fork in his hand,
As if alone face the beast, and bravely take a stand.
Though old and frail he could not to watch his kinfolk die,
He was the chance they had, and he was bound to try.
The man thrust his weapon deep into the