Luyện nghe bài hát The Colddrake

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

Silver and the Colddrake hunts for prey,
Its eyes can hypnotize and steal your soul away.

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

Silver and amethyst the Colddrake for prey,
Its glowing eyes can hypnotize and steal soul away.

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