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 filled suffering was all that he could see
And so he made a to leave k'Treva there then flee.
Into the winter's bitter cold he 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 glowing eyes can hypnotize and steal soul away.

He the cry of magic then and followed it where is led,
And all the while a anguish echoed in his head.
He came upon a holding in a sheltered vale,
Destroyed in ruthless fury by a cold and pale.
A and her children huddled near the Colddrake's paw.
Her lay in shreds beneath an unforgiving claw.
The beast entranced her victims looking left nor right,
She for well the peasants had no way to run or fight.

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

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